“Good girl!” she growls down. Violet leans forward and drops toward me. She catches herself on her hands. Then propped just above me she rises onto her toes and starts absolutely bludgeoning into me in the missionary position. Using gravity to her advantage – as well as every iota of her unexpectedly prodigious strength and supremely domineering zeal – she slams her heavy body down and her thick prick all the way into me perhaps once every second.
Oh the pain is now enormous, and yet blessedly welcome in all its agonizing, evocative invasiveness! So long, so hard, so deeply and rapidly stabbing is her glorious erection that I can’t help but cry out wildly as it has me. Oh what a will-sapping, inarguably appropriate expression of our always asymmetrical relationship! Snarling down at me wi
