He floods your tunnel with seed

The new position is much easier on you, allowing you to just sit back and enjoy the ride. You throw your ass back to meet every thrust. Part of you wondered if you could get addicted to Marcos and his cock; right now, if you had the choice, you'd never let him leave your body. It's like your ass was made for his cock...

He peppers your back with kisses and love-bites as he pounds your tiny hole. You haven't asked him how big he his, but you have used a lot of dildos. None of them have ever filled you like his cock, so you imagine he must be huge.

Suddenly, he decides that the position isn't quite right. You squeak with surprise as he takes your arms and holds them tightly against your chest. You fall face first into the bed. He allows you a bit of time to turn your head to the side before he puts his full weight on your body, effectively caging you. You have **** but to take what he is giving you.

Your mind quickly switches tracks. Your new position has you looking at the mirror in Marcos' room and it has the perfect angle to give you a view of your ass.

'He IS huge!' you think to yourself. You can see your little hole stretched to the limit around his cock, bright red and leaking the precum he's already left inside of you. Marcos takes no mercy on you either, slamming into you like there is no tomorrow. He moves so quickly and the sound of each slap of his gigantic balls fill the room. He is breeding you, no question about it. You highly doubt you will be leaving this place without a bun in the oven.

"Here it comes babe..." he whispers in your ear, "Time for you to take my seed and become my bitch. You want that, don't you?"

You moan in response. "Yes!!!" you cry, "Flood my womb with your seed, make me carry your babies, make me your little whore!"

That breaks him and with a roar, he begins to let loose jet after jet of semen. The feeling of being filled makes you loose control too, drenching the sheets below you with cum. He holds onto you tighter as he fills your womb and bites hard on your shoulder. There is no doubt he is marking you as his from the inside out.