Kael pounded Milan hard, forcing her to continuously let out her juices.
Her body trembled, eyes rolled back, and tongue lolled from her mouth—Milan was experiencing a pleasure she never thought possible.
The rod plunging into her was massive, stretching her walls and filling her to the brim. Every time it slid into her soaked cave, it brushed against every inch—hitting even the less sensitive areas before slamming into her G-spot. And when it struck all the way to her deepest end, it was like a bolt of lightning tearing through her nerves. The pleasure was so overwhelming, Milan felt like she was teetering on the edge of insanity.
It was too much… too much… and yet, she still craved more. Fast. Hard. Unrelenting.
Milan unwrapped her legs from Kael's waist and instead spread them wider—almost reaching her own head. One hand rubbed her bud, the other pulled her flower open, giving the White Prime an even clearer path to ravage her deeper.
