I rose from between her trembling thighs like a predator ascending from the altar I had just consecrated, my chin and lips still wet with the proof of her shattering cumming and crawled up the length of her body with the unhurried certainty of a deity who had all of eternity to claim what was already his.

She lay sprawled across the luminous floor with her chest heaving and her thighs still parted in helpless, glistening invitation, that perfect Russian cunt flushed dark rose and dripping from my tongue’s earlier worship.

I settled between them with absolute command... my one hand braced beside her head while the other slid down the elegant dip of her waist, squeezing the plush flesh of her hip before gripping the thick, generous curve of her ass and spreading her wider beneath me.

My cock—huge, heavy, veined and flushed with raw need to fuck and dominate my woman nudged insistently against her still-fluttering entrance, the thick, swollen head parting those puffy outer lips with slow, deliberate pressure.

I didn’t thrust but I let the blunt crown kiss her winking hole, circling it once, twice, coating myself in her juice while my thumb found the sacred pearl of her clit and began slow, rolling circles that made her hips twitch and a broken, needy whimper slip from her throat.

Her pussy welcomed me like it had been starving for this exact moment.

The tight, velvety entrance winked and spasmed visibly around the head of my cock, clenching greedily as if trying to pull me deeper even while her body trembled from the sheer size of me.

I pushed forward with exquisite control, watching the way her plump lips stretched thin and obscene around my girth, the delicate pink flesh blooming wider with every fractional inch I fed her.

She was impossibly tight as if this were the first time we were fucking her inner walls fluttering and rippling in desperate little spasms that tried to accommodate the massive invasion, a fresh bead of her arousal leaking out around my shaft as her pussy struggled to take even half of my length.

"Ahhh—Peter—!"

Her moan fractured into something raw and reverent, back arching clean off the floor, heavy tits bouncing with the motion while her powerful thighs quivered on either side of my hips.

Her cunt spasmed harder while her silky walls gripped the head of my cock like a hot, wet fist, winking and pulsing visibly as I sank another slow, deliberate inch inside her, stretching her open in the most obscene, beautiful way.

I kept my thumb rolling her clit in those same unhurried circles, slow and firm, never stopping, never rushing, drawing fresh, broken sounds from her lips while I watched her pussy swallow more of me.

The thick vein along the underside of my shaft dragged against her fluttering entrance, her inner folds parting and clinging to every ridge as I pushed deeper, deeper, until nearly half my massive length was buried inside her and her walls were clamped so tightly around me they fluttered like they were trying to milk me already.

She couldn’t take all of me if I didn’t minimize my length, but she could sure as hell wrap around my entire girth.

Her body was too tight, too overwhelmed by the sheer size stretching her open, but that only made the sight more intoxicating by the way her pussy lips were stretched thin and shiny around my girth, with her entrance winking and spasming helplessly around the thick invasion, the way a fresh trickle of her arousal leaked out around my cock every time her walls clenched.

"Fuck..." I growled low against her mouth, biting her lower lip hard as I held myself there, letting her feel every pulsing inch she had managed to take while my thumb continued its slow, devastating rolls over her swollen clit.

"This perfect Russian cunt is already trying to milk me and I’m not even halfway inside you yet."

Her moan in response was pure, shattered music that followed the rhythm of her thighs locking tighter around my waist, heels digging into the small of my back as if she could pull me the rest of the way in by sheer will alone.

Her pussy spasmed again, rippling visibly around the thick shaft buried inside her, the slick heat gripping me so perfectly it felt like liquid velvet wrapped around molten steel.

Only then—when her body had adjusted to the massive stretch, when her cunt had stopped winking quite so desperately and started fluttering with greedy welcome—did I begin to move.

I drew back until only my head remained inside her and I then slid forward again in one long, controlled glide that fed her another inch, then another, letting her feel every thick vein and ridge dragging along her inner walls while my thumb never stopped its perfect, rolling circles over her clit.

The room dimmed its lights to almost nothing, as if the house itself understood that the only illumination it needed now was the obscene, white-hot joining of our bodies on the luminous floor.

My free hand roamed lower, squeezing the plush, generous flesh of her ass with unyielding possession, spreading one thick cheek wide so I could feel the way her body opened obscenely for me, the slick heat of her stretched cunt gripping the base of my cock like it refused to ever let go.

I kissed down her collarbone accompanied with my teeth grazing the sensitive skin.

I sucked one stiff, aching nipple deep into my mouth, rolling it hard against my tongue as my hips kept that slow, devastating rhythm... I pulled again almost all the way out until only the swollen head remained inside her, then burying myself until I hit her deeper walls again in one long, controlled glide that made her walls flutter and gush around every thick inch.

Every inch of her pussy was mine to attend, mine to ruin, mine to worship like the living altar she had become.

My palm slid up her ribs, across the soft, quivering plane of her stomach, then back up to knead both heavy, bouncing tits together, pushing them up so I could bury my face between them and lick, suck, bite the sensitive skin while my cock continued its slow, relentless invasion, the thick shaft dragging along her front wall with every measured stroke.

I bit the underside of one breast hard enough to leave a fresh, dark mark accompanied with my tongue soothing the sting as I thrust deeper, slower, letting her feel the full, massive length of me stretching her open while her pussy clenched and rippled visibly around me like liquid velvet trying to milk the very soul from my body.