He does it again, each time going deeper. I love his patience, the intense concentration in his gaze as though this moment is the most important one in his life. Watching his shaft disappear into me is super erotic. Although he prepped me with his fingers, having the real thing inside feels completely different. It’s more intimate. Hotter. Way thicker. My muscles adjust, and I’m so slick, it isn’t that difficult for him to enter me. Even the slight burning sensation that starts merely highlights the pleasure of having him inching his way into my pussy.
