Freaky friday
As her red cock eased into him, he almost went ballistic and came from the stretching alone. He was full. Blissfully full. His groans were that of beast. She fucked him, slow at first, then drove her red phallus harder, faster, uncontrolled by muscles or mind, but by spirit. Ravaging him past the moon and into the eternal.
-Neon
My book Strapped for Survival and the bonus story Wine Not are available now -
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B088DXMCG1
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