He spread her legs further.
His hand on her belly.
He increased the blood flow.
He felt it happen — the warm rush pooling in her lower stomach, the heat radiating into her cunt, her clit swelling to twice its size, the walls of her pussy engorging and softening and growing wet.
She moaned.
"Mmnnh~—"
The soft, unconscious, completely involuntary sound of a woman whose body was being stimulated without her mind's participation.
Viktor smiled.
The blood flow was stimulating her body perfectly.
"Why am I so kind?" he whispered.
He spread her legs wider.
Laid over her body.
His cock found her entrance.
The head pressed against the hairy, wet, swollen lips of her cunt. She was slick — not just wet, but flowing, the juice running from her in a continuous warm stream, coating his head, making the entry effortless.
He pushed.
PAH!
"Mmnnh~—"
He entered her fully.
One thrust.
Balls-deep.
