They lay entwined for a fleeting heartbeat, sweat-slicked skin fused, his cock still buried deep, a pulsing, thick anchor in the molten sea of their shared ecstasy, his cum a warm, viscous flood branding her insides, coating her walls, leaking in slow, creamy rivulets.

Their breaths wove a ragged symphony, her pulse a deafening roar, his heartbeat a primal drum against her chest.

Patricia's body was a living tapestry—the deep, aching throb of countless orgasms, bruises blooming like dark constellations, her pussy stretched impossibly around his rigid length, a soul-shattering fullness that drowned twenty-three years of emptiness.

She was complete, seen, whole.

Then—a slow, seismic throb pulsed inside her. Not hers. His. His cock, still hilted, hardened, thickened, lengthened, a terrifying, exhilarating rebirth that stretched her already-ruined pussy further, walls screaming, nerves igniting.

Her eyes snapped open, shock and ravenous need colliding, her cunt clenching greedily, milking him in a desperate, involuntary spasm, slick gushing anew.

Eros grinned, a feral, predatory flash of teeth, eyes glowing with unholy fire. "You didn't think we were done?" he snarled, voice a dark, vibrating promise that shook her bones. "That was me making love. Slow. Worshipful. This—" his eyes blazed, "—is me fucking you."

He ripped free.

The loss was cataclysmic, her pussy gaping, a wet, obscene schlorp echoing as his massive cock slid out, her walls collapsing inward, his cum flooding out, thick, white torrents splattering the sheets, coating her thighs, the emptiness a visceral ache.

Her clit throbbed; her soul howled for him to fill her again.

"Now," he growled, voice pure, unyielding command, "I'm going to ruin this pussy. Pound it until you forget every man before me. Fuck you in every position until your cunt knows only my shape. Scream so loud downtown LA hears you beg."

In a blur of motion, he flipped her. The world spun—face-down, silk pillows cool against her cheek, ass thrust high, back arched in a primal, instinctive bow, her pussy splayed, cum-slicked thighs trembling, completely exposed.

"On your hands and knees," he barked. "Arch that back. Show me that perfect ass. Present this pussy like it's praying for my cock."

Patricia scrambled, arms shaking, body obeying before thought, her ass a round, pale offering, bruises and bite marks glowing, her pussy dripping, a filthy mix of her slick and his cum, entrance still stretched, gaping slightly, white streaks coating her thighs, clenching desperately.

Eros groaned, a guttural, animal sound. "Fuck. Your ass—marked by me. Your pussy—dripping my cum, begging. You're perfect."

He positioned his cock, now impossibly larger, veins throbbing, head flared wider, glistening with their mess, pressing against her entrance. Her pussy quivered, lips parting, the stretch already a phantom burn.

"No slow this time," he warned, voice a low, devastating rumble. "I'm going to pound this cunt until you can't walk. Until every sit reminds you of me. Ready?"

She didn't nod. She pushed back, her pussy desperate, trying to impale itself, a needy, animal plea.

He slammed in.

One brutal, soul-shredding thrust, his entire enhanced cock burying to the hilt, her pussy splitting open, walls stretched beyond reason, veins dragging, head slamming her cervix. Her scream was primal, a raw, shredded howl that shattered the penthouse, vibrating walls, windows, her very bones.

"EROS! FUCK! TOO BIG! TOO—FUCK!"

"That's it!" he roared, voice a thunderclap. "Scream! Let the city hear you claimed!"

Then he unleashed.

His hips pistoned, merciless, relentless, each thrust a seismic impact, her pussy squelching, cum and slick splattering, her ass rippling, bruises flaring under his grip. Her clit screamed, her nerves overloaded, pleasure-pain a blinding inferno, her soul laid bare. Every thrust rewrote her, his cock a god's decree, her pussy his, forever.

His hips pistoned with apocalyptic fury, each thrust a cataclysmic slam, his massive, enhanced cock splitting her pussy with a wet, obscene schlorp, walls stretched to translucence, pink folds clinging desperately, veins dragging over raw nerves, her cervix kissed with every brutal plunge.

Her pussy gushed, a filthy mix of his cum and her slick splattering his thighs, her ass, the sheets, dripping in thick, creamy torrents.

Patricia's scream was a shattered hymn, raw, primal, echoing through the penthouse, her voice a shredded ruin, her clit a throbbing, hypersensitive supernova, every impact a white-hot detonation that fractured her vision into stars.

Her ass rippled under his bruising grip, bruises flaring, her body jolting forward, breasts swinging, nipples scraping the silk.

"Fuck, Patricia," he roared, his cock throbbing, balls slapping her clit with a wet thwack. "Your cunt—milking me, screaming for me!"

He yanked her hips back, impaling her deeper, her pussy clamping in frantic spasms, squelching louder, cum foaming at the base. Her senses drowned—the scalding heat of him, the musky reek of sex, the wet, rhythmic schlick-schlick-schlick, her skin a live wire, her soul flayed open.

He shifted, flipping her onto her back in a blur, her legs splayed wide, knees pushed to her chest, her pussy splayed obscenely, gaping, glistening with their mess, cum leaking in slow, white rivers.

He slammed back in, one vicious thrust, her pussy swallowing him, walls convulsing, a fresh scream tearing from her throat.

"Look at me," he snarled, eyes glowing with holy fire. Her gaze locked, his face a mask of feral devotion, sweat dripping onto her breasts.

He pounded, slow, deep, grinding, his cockhead grinding her G-spot, sparks exploding, her clit mashed against his pelvis. Her pussy pulsed, milking him, slick flooding, her body arching, toes curling.

"More," she rasped, voice a broken plea, her pussy clenching, begging. He lifted her, spinning her to straddle him, her thighs trembling, her ass hovering. He guided his cock, still slick with their filth, to her entrance, her pussy lips parting, quivering.

She sank, impaling herself, her cunt stretching, a raw, guttural moan spilling as his cock filled her, balls pressed against her ass. She rode, hips rolling, ass bouncing, her pussy squelching, cum and slick coating his thighs.

He gripped her bruised hips, thrusting up, meeting her with brutal force, her breasts heaving, nipples hard as diamonds.

"Fuck, you're perfect," he growled, flipping her again, onto her side, one leg hooked over his shoulder, her pussy angled, exposed.

He pounded, sideways, relentless, his cock dragging over new nerves, her G-spot screaming, her clit untouched but pulsing. Her pussy gushed, squirting in clear arcs, soaking his abs, the sheets.

Her scream was inhuman, a feral wail, her walls convulsing, milking him in violent spasms.

He wasn't done. He yanked her up, pressing her against the headboard, her palms slapping wood, ass thrust back, pussy dripping.

He slammed in from behind, standing, his cock splitting her, her body jolting, breasts pressed against the wall, nipples scraping. Each thrust was a claim, her pussy a roaring furnace, squelching, cum splattering, her ass rippling, bruises flaring under his grip.

"Mine," he roared, his cock throbbing, her pussy clamping, her soul his.

Her orgasm detonated, a seismic quake, her pussy exploding, walls crushing his cock, squirting in violent, clear jets, flooding his thighs, drenching the bed. She screamed, a raw, soul-shredding howl, her body seizing, vision whitening, every sense obliterated.

He pounded through it, prolonging the ecstasy, her cunt milking him, her heart laid bare.

He flipped her, missionary, legs over his shoulders, her pussy folded open, gaping, ruined.

He slammed home, his cock a pulsing cannon, cumming with a primal roar, scalding ropes flooding her, mixing with her squirt, overflowing in creamy gushes. Her pussy trembled, milking every drop, their filth pooling, her soul claimed.

There was no prelude, no mercy, only a savage, unrelenting onslaught.

His hips blurred into a piston of raw, primal power, each thrust a devastating collision, his massive, enhanced cock slamming into her pussy with a wet, thunderous CLAP, skin-on-skin echoing like a carnal symphony, her swollen lips stretched to breaking, pink inner walls flashing, clinging desperately to every veined inch.

His heavy balls, drawn tight, smacked her clit with every brutal impact, electric shocks of pleasure-pain detonating through her, her pussy convulsing, gushing slick and cum in filthy, creamy torrents that splattered his thighs, her ass, the sheets.

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