Page 109 of King of Shadows


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—I know you can give me a little more, you never deny a challenge.

—Fuck... I don't think so.

—You are not aware of what your body is capable of,cagna.

I gently remove the clip, setting it aside, I had carried it between my pants at all times for the right moment. Now it's time to really fuck her, I press slowly, I bend over, I hold myself with one hand while I rub her beautiful tits.

The moonlight with the light from the part of the ceiling in thin lines running from end to end in the room allows me to record every damn gesture he makes. She opens her mouth in surprise because I'm already on my way over her, I'm burying myself slowly.

—Come on, I've put four fingers in you.

—It's very thick.

—I know, can you feel the veins?

-Yeah.

—Well, here I will notice the build of your body.

—I didn't know you really studied gynecology.

I start laughing, it's less than I expected and it's receiving me very well.

—I don't need to study medicine to understand a woman's body.

I take one of her knees to give the last push, she closes her eyes, presses them. Without giving her time to breathe, I wave my pelvis, I go faster and more accurately, fitting every centimeter inside her vagina that squeezes me.

—You're thin and there's not that much fat here—I place a hand on her mons pubis—it's muscle, but it's thin.

-What are you saying?

—Look at you, look who is taking you and it shows in your belly.

He looks down at his entrance where our bodies are connecting, I have his legs on top of him, I let him lower one, leaving me with his right leg on top of my left shoulder. My cock is marked on his skin, due to his physical build, it is something normal that usually happens when the man's member is large or thick. Many times it is even marked by the position you occupy without the need to have a good size.

She is surprised because she sees the silhouette of my cock marked on her lower abdomen. I go in and out, letting her admire how my cock disappears and reappears.

—God, damn.

"What was it to you, Emily?"

I press my hand against her thigh resting on the bed, I don't want her to close her legs, I fuck her fiercely, I'm wild with her, not giving a damn that I'm bruising her insides because of how thick I am.

—My devil.

—Exactly, so don't even mention another damn deity if you don't want me to get jealous.

-Jealous?

—Jealous even for the fucking fly that passes by you.

I attack with more force, I attack her without an iota of mercy causing the entire dictionary to be erased from her head. She just moans, scratches my arms, clings to my body and tries several times to remove my legs from the points where I have them trapped. My hand remains pressed against his left thigh, I cling to it, I lean further.

—You're so flexible,bitch.

—You're going to... break me, damn it, my vagina is going to fall off.

"Oh noshit, I'll have her well cared for, well fed," I comment pervertedly, letting all my fantasies fly. And I only decide when you cut your pubic hair, you understand?

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