Chapter 30 Hera

• "Yes, Father! Fuck me raw—make me your bitch," Hera whispered fiercely, arching her back, presenting her holes. Sweet Jesus, his cock feels enormous slapping my skin. He's going to bulldog me into oblivion, and I crave every brutal inch.
• He gripped her hips bruisingly, cockhead nudging her pussy lips apart. No tease—he slammed in balls-deep in one savage thrust, like a bulldog mounting prey. Hera's eyes rolled back, a muffled cry escaping as her walls stretched taut around his girth. "Fuuuck, so tight," he grunted, pulling back only to ram again, hips crashing into her ass with meaty slaps.
• "Ohhh, Father! Your cock's splitting me—feels so good," she gasped, voice hushed but ecstatic. He's pounding like a beast, owning my pussy completely. Every slam shakes my soul—pure bliss. The table creaked under them, dust puffing up as he fucked her hard, relentless, his balls smacking her clit with each plunge.