Bab 169: Chapter 169 Flicker

"YES!" Gwen's cry was a desperate plea, a guttural affirmation of the intoxicating pleasure consuming her. Her body writhed, a tempest of sensation.

"You have the most amazing cock, Ross!" Her voice was barely a whisper amidst the noise of her moans.

"But you're killing me with pleasure." The words were barely audible, lost in the escalating tide of her response.

"It's... it's too big, too hard, too thick... I could feel it reaching up to my throat!" Gwen's words, barely coherent, were a testament to the raw intensity of the experience.

She was lost in a haze of sensation, honesty bleeding into her pleas.

"Even more than your husband's? Does my cock feel better than that pathetic little dick of his at home?" Ross's words were a venomous taunt, a calculated provocation designed to push Gwen further into the abyss of desire.