The contrast between her flushed, stretched pussy and the untouched innocence of her rear only heightened the depravity of the scene.
The sight nearly pushed Peter over the edge, his body trembling as he fought to keep himself in check. Not yet.
He clenched his jaw, forcing himself to hold back, the promise of release building into an unbearable ache.
Without even realizing it, Peter was fixated on one goal—to experience the most intense orgasm of his life, one that would surpass anything he had ever felt before.
This would, of course, come at the expense of his girlfriend, Maya—but Peter didn't care.
Lost in his own twisted pleasure and consumed by the darkness of this depraved game, his thoughts no longer lingered on her suffering.
All that mattered to him now was the final push, the climax he was chasing with reckless abandon.
