My Taboo Harem!

Phei didn’t ease into it her pussy anymore, NO:

After tasting her breasts and feeling the way her thick, curvy body trembled beneath him, something in him snapped. Delilah had asked for this, no, she had begged for it with that raw, desperate honesty in her voice and the hunger in her eyes — the way she clung to him, the way her plush thighs kept trying to pull him deeper even through the pain — told him she didn’t want slow or gentle.

He wanted to give her everything:

Phei rose slightly, he braced his hands on either side of her head, and flexed his muscles. His hips drew back until only the thick, flushed head of his cock remained inside her stretched pussy.

Her outer lips clung to him like they didn’t want to let go.

Phei slammed forward.

Hard!

Pah!

The wet sound of skin meeting skin cracked through the starry dome as he drove every thick inch deep into her in one powerful, merciless thrust. Delilah cried out. Her back arched violently off the bed. Her big, heavy breasts bounced hard with the impact, and the soft flesh jiggled wildly.

Her thighs shook around his waist.

"Ah—!"

Phei didn’t stop.

He pounded into her with deep, powerful thrusts. Each one sank several thick inches of his cock into her tight, spasming pussy. The wet, filthy sound of her soaked cunt being fucked filled the air—slick, rhythmic, and loud—mixed with the wet slap of his hips against her soft flesh and the squelch of her cum and blood forced out around his shaft with every brutal stroke.

Her inner walls gripped him greedily. The tight torn ring of her broken hymen dragged along his length every time he pulled back.

Delilah’s moans turned into broken cries.

"Phei—! Ah— harder—!"

Her arms wrapped tightly around his back. Her nails dug into his skin as she held on. Her legs came up and locked around his waist. Her ankles crossed behind him, and the thick plush flesh of her thighs flexed as she pulled him in deeper with every thrust. She hugged him close as her soft stomach pressed against his in the process. Her heavy breasts crushed between their bodies as he fucked her with nothing but the powerful, rolling motion of his hips.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

The wet slap of skin on skin grew louder and faster as he ravaged her.

Phei groaned against her neck, the sound low and rough.

Delilah pussy felt incredible—hot, tight, and still fluttering from her earlier orgasm. Every time he pulled back, her walls clung to him greedily. Every time he thrust forward, her inner muscles rippled and squeezed around his thick cock like a hot, slippery fist. The broken hymen created a tight ring that dragged along his shaft with every movement.

More of the pinkish mixture leaked out around him with every stroke. It coated his balls and dripped down between her round ass cheeks.

He fucked her harder.

His hips snapped forward in deep, punishing strokes. The heavy weight of his balls slapped wetly against her ass with every thrust—wet, heavy, filthy sounds that mixed with the continuous squelch of her pussy stretched open again and again. Delilah’s thighs trembled violently around his waist. Her big breasts bounced wildly between their bodies. Her dark nipples dragged against his chest.

Her moans grew louder and more desperate as the burning heat from his Fiery Cock continued to pulse inside her.

"Phei—! Ah—! Don’t stop—!" she cried out, her voice breaking.

He answered by fucking her even harder.

His pace became relentless and merciless.

He drove into her with long, deep strokes that made her entire thick body jolt with every impact. The wet sound of his cock pounding into her soaked pussy grew louder and filthier—a continuous, rhythmic squelch mixed with the sharp slap of skin. Her juices and the faint traces of blood mixed together. They coated his shaft in a shiny, messy sheen and leaked out around where they joined every time he pulled back.

Her soft stomach quivered. Her round ass lifted off the bed to meet him.

Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!

Delilah lost herself in it.

Her hunger was insatiable:

Even through the overwhelming stretch and the burning heat, she kept pulling him closer. Her arms tightened around his back. Her legs locked harder around his waist. She tilted her hips up to meet every thrust. Her thick ass rose as she tried to take him deeper while her fat pussy clenched greedily around his cock.

"More—! Please— harder—!"

Phei felt her desperate need for him.

He growled low in his throat and changed the angle slightly. He ground his hips in deep, rolling motions that made the head of his cock drag against the sensitive spot inside her with every thrust. Delilah screamed. A raw, broken sound echoed through the dome as her pussy clenched hard around him and her thick thighs shook.

He didn’t slow down.

He kept pounding her—hard, deep, fast, and merciless—while her thick body shook beneath him. Her big breasts bounced heavily against his chest. Her moans turned into a continuous stream of broken sounds as another orgasm built inside her far too quickly.

"Ah—! Ah—! Phei— I’m—!"

Phei felt it coming.

He fucked her through it without mercy.

When Delilah came again, her whole body locked up. Her pussy clamped down on his cock like a vice and spasmed in powerful waves. Clear juices squirted out around his shaft and soaked his lower stomach and the sheets beneath them in hot pulses. Her thick thighs shook violently around his waist. Her arms clutched him so tightly it almost hurt.

Her nails raked down his back.

"Ah—! Fuck—!"

Phei didn’t stop thrusting into her pussy.

He fucked her through her orgasm and drew it out with hard, relentless strokes. He made her scream as the pleasure mixed with the intense stretch and the burning heat inside her. Every time he slammed back in, more of her juices gushed out around him with a wet, filthy sound.

Only when her body finally went limp did he slow down—but he didn’t pull out.

He stayed buried deep inside her, breathing hard. His cock still throbbed within her fluttering walls. Delilah’s eyes were glassy. Her chest heaved. Sweat glistened on her soft skin. But even now, the hunger in her gaze hadn’t faded.

She wanted more.

Phei saw it:

And without a word, he hooked his arms under her thick thighs and pushed them higher. He folded her body until her knees were nearly at her chest. The new angle let him sink even deeper. The head of his cock pressed against places that made her eyes roll back. He started thrusting again—hard, deep, and punishing.

Pah!

Pah!

Pah!

Delilah’s moans turned into screams.

"Ah—! Too deep—! Phei—!"

In this position, every thrust dragged the full length of his thick cock along her sensitive walls. Her pussy looked obscene stretched around him. Her swollen outer lips gripped his shaft tightly. Her inner folds clung to him every time he pulled back. More of the pinkish mess leaked out and dripped down toward her ass. Her heavy breasts bounced wildly with every impact, and the soft flesh jiggled.

Phei pounded her relentlessly.

The wet, heavy sound of his hips slamming against her thick ass filled the dome. It mixed with the continuous squelch of her soaked pussy stretched open again and again. Her heavy breasts bounced wildly with every thrust.

Her hands clutched at his shoulders, her nails left red marks on his skin as she held on.

"Harder—" she gasped, her voice hoarse. "Please— don’t stop—!"

Phei gave her exactly what she asked for.