Translations:Codex: My Romantic Encounter/43/en

After receiving a thorough stretching before, it’s far easier to drive home now. Perdita’s ass practically swallows the member up, guts churning in a moment’s protest as her prostate feels like it’s being squeezed flat, forcing more rich ausar ivory out to spill to the floor. There are a few muted gasps and a long, hungry moan as a knot once more tries to gain entry. Terri doesn’t try to batter her way in with a series of short, hard thrusts. Instead she applies pressure. A slow, steady pressure that has Perdita mewling helplessly, eyes glazing over as she drools into the bedsheets.