Chapter 170 I Am His Botch Il

• He’s not at that point yet, but with each thrust, his member grows. The slimy red dick that sunk into my lips has now become a thick girthy dick that the largest of men would be envious of. But, even with every forced entry of his growing knot into my pussy, I can feel, he hasn’t fully grown yet.
• With every thrust he makes, another burst of precum ejects from the tip of his dick. He is coating my insides with his hot, wet lubricant, and with every thrust, the head of his dick presses into my cervix, with a wet little pop, and a significant string of precum marrying my cervix to the head of his dick, even when he pulls back just to thrust forward again.
• I groan in pleasure, in some pain, as I submit to him. In this moment, I am His bitch. His breeder. His fuckhole for his puppies. I grin to myself at that thought before a moan is forced out of me by another of his heavy thrusts.