Legs kicked frantically at his thick tree like thighs. He pushed on. Her teeth also gnashed, her head thrown up and back, eyes screwed shut. Her washboard belly clenched, as did her robust sphincter. She shrieked like a cat, and although she could feel the invasion slowly gaining headway, her nether ring slowly stretching more and more, she continued to fight. She was lost to the world around her. The waves of this pleasure washed over each, making them nothing more than mindless beasts. The sound of a heavy wet scrotum slapping against a bare lower belly accented each thrust. His fingers clenched and pulled, his shoulders strained, he threw his head back and leaned into her, pressing relentlessly. Veins bulged, nearly to the point of bursting, before sliding ever slowly out of view inside her ring. Her hands left his knees to punch at shin and calf. High pitched screams echoed off the walls of an enclosed room.
