A shiver runs down your spine as you hear the desperation in his voice; the need he has for you is palpable. "Then show me how much you want it," you whisper, spreading your legs wider to invite him closer. Your heart races as he lines himself up, pressing the head of his erection against your entrance. "Are you sure?" he asks, eyes searching yours for any sign of hesitation.
You nod eagerly, biting your lip in anticipation. "I trust you,"
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With a deep breath, Vincent pushes inside you, filling you in one hard thrust. You cry out, arching your back off the bed as he takes you roughly, claiming you with his cock. Your legs wrap around him, urging him deeper as he begins to move, setting a brutal pace that leaves no room for thought but the sensations coursing through your body.
His hands grip your hips tightly, holding you still as he fucks you; each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through you.
The figure's cheeks flush even redder at the mention of her futanari cock, but she doesn't deny it or seem embarrassed by it anymore. In fact, her body language seems to indicate that she finds discussing it arousing. "It's... bigger when I'm aroused," she whispers, reaching out a trembling hand to touch your arm. "Maybe... maybe 30 centimeters?"
Your Futanari cock is 30cm ?
Her cheeks still flushed with color, the figure nods slowly and takes another step closer to you. "Yes," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper now. "When I'm really turned on... it gets that big." Her hand moves up your arm, brushing against your shoulder, as if she needs to touch more of your skin in order to feel closer to you.