Breaking The Shell

She didn't give Laz a chance to refuse as she mounted him on top of the bed where he had been sitting. Before he could even get a word in, she had lifted his manhood to her entrance and plunged him inside of herself, this time slowly as though she wanted to savor the sensation.

Rocking back and forth, she shook her hips as even the slightest movement seemed to grant her release on an epic scale. As for Laz himself, he couldn't deny her even if he wanted to. Not that he did, but considering the circumstances, what was he going to do?

Despite her raging desires, Laz felt all the pain and darkness hidden deep within and he wouldn't have turned her away anyway. Gripping tight on to her luscious hair, Laz pulled her head back and attacked her neck before moving his way down. While not even close to the biggest he had encountered, her breasts were firm with dark red nipples that screamed for stimulation, which he was more than happy to give.