A wave of satisfaction washed over me as my cock sank fully into her depths, but it was quickly replaced by raw, burning lust. I brought my hand down hard on Angeline's full hips.
Smack!
"Aaah~!" she cried out, back arching as the sharp sting jolted her back to full awareness.
A mix of pain and strange pleasure made her whimper. Her freshly torn maidenhead throbbed with a hot, sore ache, yet the butt plug nestled inside her added a perverse sense of fullness, making her feel like a truly depraved woman.
"Move, angel! Don't just lie there!" I urged, my voice hoarse with impatience.
Angeline began to shift her hips, her face still wet with tears. Slowly, tentatively. Every tiny movement was hypersensitive.
"Nnnngh... h-ha... this feels... weird..." she moaned, her voice small and ashamed.
