Before you can brace yourself, or even draw another breath, he charges into you again, rattling your bones and blood. You croak something incoherent as he shoves himself all the way inside with such force it feels like you’re being knocked off your feet even though you already are. You gasp for air, your body struggling to keep up with the intense rhythm of his thrusts. The sounds of flesh colliding with flesh echo off the silent yet listening walls of the Emancipation Room, amplifying the unfolding obscenity.

The wet slapping of your bodies is like chaotic chanting, a symphony of wicked heat and wild heartbeats that renders you absolutely speechless.

Your core is on fire as he pounds into you, each thrust splitting you open and filling you with his pulsing shaft. You blindly cling to Frost’s body for dear life as he fills your pussy without mercy again and again, forcing undignified grunts out of you with each vulgar thrust.

The sensation is almost unbearable…and yet…

Don’t! Don’t say it. Oh god, don’t say it.

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