I released my cock from my pants, and the mont it was free, it sprang out as if it had been waiting for permission this entire ti.
It was hard—solid, almost painfully so—and there was no mistaking it. This wasn’t sothing that was going to calm down with a few deep breaths or wishful thinking. There was a tension coiled into it, a heat that refused to settle, and it was obvious that it wanted attention. No, needed it.
It needed to be pleasured.
As soon as my cock was fully exposed, she didn’t hesitate. Her lips moved in right away, sealing themselves around the tip, carefully pressing against the condom already positioned there. The contact alone sent a sharp jolt through . Without using her hands, she began rolling the condom down with her mouth, inch by inch, her lips stretching just enough to guide it along my length.
She was slow about it. Intentionally so.
Every movent was controlled, deliberate, as if she wanted to feel every second, every drag, every subtle shift. She continued lowering herself, taking more of in, her lips sliding further down as the condom followed. Gradually, steadily, she went deeper, until she managed to seat it completely by continuing her descent—until my cock was lodged deep inside her throat.
I looked down at her while she did it, watching the way her body adjusted, the way she had to concentrate just to keep going. Her eyes slowly rolled upward, lashes fluttering, and for a brief mont, it really did look like she was about to gag. But she didn’t. Instead, she held herself there, forcing herself to endure it, entirely determined to pleasure no matter what.
That expression—her eyes half-rolled, her face strained just enough, my cock filling her throat—was dangerous. Too good. My cock twitched hard inside her, reacting before I could stop it. In response, her throat tightened around , the muscles contracting instinctively, and the sensation was overwhelming. It felt so good that my breath hitched, a sharp warning flaring in my head that I might not be able to hold back if this continued.
Eventually, after she had fully lodged the condom into place, she pulled her head away. The withdrawal was slow, almost torturous. I could feel her throat gradually yielding, returning to its original state as she pulled off, the pleats dragging along my cock as she went. The friction, rough and intimate, sent another wave of sensation through , and I had to clench my jaw to keep myself grounded.
When she finally pulled free completely, she didn’t say anything. She simply stood up, calm and composed, as if she hadn’t just taken all of that. Turning slightly, she placed both hands on the table in front of her and leaned forward, deliberately offering herself.
Her ass was right there. Perfectly presented. The kind that drew the eye instantly and refused to let go. I could already imagine burying myself in it, the thought alone tightening sothing in my chest.
She reached down and shifted her panties aside, exposing her bare pussy. It was already wet, glistening, her love juices soaking through the fabric and spilling onto her thighs. The dampness clung to her skin, pooling slightly along the curve of her legs.
I swallowed.
And yet, for so reason, my focus drifted. There was sothing else pulling at my attention.
The hole between her cheeks.
"What are you waiting for, Master?" she asked, her voice light, almost teasing. "Are you perhaps... more interested in this hole?"
She grabbed one of her ass cheeks and spread them apart, deliberately exposing her asshole. It twitched faintly, just enough to be noticeable.
"Fufufu, it’s fine, Master. Whatever you desire, you may do it," she continued, her tone relaxed, almost reassuring. "I am yours, after all. And besides, it doesn’t matter what thod we use. We have to collect the sen as much as we can."
I moved closer to her, closing the distance. Since she was fine with it—more than fine—there was no reason to hesitate. Doing her ass was just another way for to reach orgasm, like she said. A thod. Anal sex was simply one of those thods.
Once I was close enough, I guided my cock toward her pussy first, rubbing the tip there, letting it get slick and coated before lifting it and lining it up with her asshole. I placed one hand firmly on her hips, grounding myself, steadying both of us as I positioned it properly.
"Mmm..."
She let out a soft moan as she felt my cock press against her.
Slowly, I pushed forward. Her ass yielded little by little, her hole stretching as my cock began to enter. Thanks to the wetness I’d used, the intrusion was smoother than expected, her body accepting gradually.
And then—
"Nnnghhh, aahhh... nn...~!!"
Trisha gripped the edge of the table tightly, her fingers digging into it as my cock continued to slide into her ass. Inch by inch, I sank deeper until my hips finally t the curve of her butt.
"Nghhh... ahhh...~ Ahhh, nnn...!" she moaned, releasing a wild, shaky breath.
"Are you okay?" I asked, my voice steady despite everything.
"Y-Yesh, Master..." she replied, glancing back at with a dirty, unfiltered expression. "It’s just that... the girth of your cock is so much that I’m afraid my ability to waste might be compromised..."
She didn’t look worried. Not even close. If anything, her expression told she was enjoying it far more than she should have been, and that was all the confirmation I needed.
"Alright then," I said. "You don’t have to worry about that. I’ll just seal it with my cock forever."
With that, I started pounding her ass.
"Nghhhhhhhhhhhhh~!! Ah, ahhhnghh, ahhh...! Ahhhh, ah, ahhh, ahhhnnnnnn~!!"
Her voice rose higher with every thrust, breaking and trembling as her body reacted. It looked like she was experiencing small, repeated orgasms, her body shuddering, her reactions spilling out of her without restraint. I could feel the pleats of her anal walls undulating around my cock, tightening and releasing as her body convulsed beneath .
Watching soone like her—a doctor who had been composed, graceful, and controlled—being reduced to this, being this dirty with my cock buried in her asshole, stirred sothing dark and intoxicating inside . That sense of conquest surged through my veins, spreading through my body, fueling every movent.
A dark smile settled on my face as I continued giving her relentless backshots, driving my cock deep into her ass, not holding back in the slightest.
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