Gregory took Patricia's cervix.

“Fuck,” she whined, her head back as her jaw went slack. “Fuck, Gregory! That’s because you’re so damn thick! You’re thick and you’re long, and—oh. Oh! Oh, fuck!!” Suddenly, after one hard thrust forward from him, and one yielding roll of her hips, Patricia opened for Gregory and let him slip passed her cervix.

Finally, Gregory **** his way into the root. His pubic hair touched and tangled with hers as his cockhead kissed her womb. Patricia, speechless, went wide-eyed as a squeal escaped her. She sounded like a kettle steaming as the air was **** from her. Shaking on him, she had her vision blur briefly, and then she passed out cold.

When Patricia came to, she was face down in a pool of her own saliva with her ass up in the air and Gregory deep inside of her. He had paused to hold her open around his steely shaft, his crown wedged against her womb, his pubic hair grinding against hers. Patricia whimpered back to life, slowly lifting herself as she wiped the spittle from her cheek. She felt dizzy and confused, but she was smiling. “What…What happened? Oh!”

Gregory moved behind her, withdrawing his full length even as her cervix tried to suck him back in. He returned shortly, forcing her back into the ground as she clawed at the floor. Going this deep, Gregory was reaching areas her husband never could. She felt like a virgin again, but this time, she loved it.

Patricia whined with her face against the floorboards. “Oh, God, Gregory! Yes!!”

Gregory laughed. “Like that,” he asked, and when he found Patricia nodding frantically and rolling her hips to meet him, he swatted her ass in response. He picked up speed, watching her fat ass cheeks clap on each stroke and removing his hands to let her set the pace. She fucked him hard, her ass slapping against his furry pelvis on each stroke as she worked herself to another orgasm. Smiling, Gregory said, “Bet Josh’s never fucked you like this, has he?”

Sweating and shaking as orgasm after orgasm rocked her, Patricia groaned. “No,” she whined. “Never. Only you, Greg. Only your dick!” She whined afterward, fucking him hard and losing herself. Her marriage, her family, none of it seemed to matter anymore when Gregory was inside of her. When he had offered her help, she had expected a charming smile and hefty muscles. She was attracted to him, but she was a married mother. When he kissed her, she had allowed it and melted into him, but as things escalated, she told herself it would happen once. The truth was cruel, however. She couldn’t go back to Joshua like this. Gregory was too much, and he was too good. He had ruined her, and she loved it.

Gregory suddenly took her by her long, dark hair and pulled her head back. Using her hair as reins, he fell into her with deep strokes from behind. He fucked her slow and deep with hard, deliberate strokes like he was trying to open her. Clearly, he was no virgin and knew how to break a woman. Patricia, however, felt confident that she was the first wife he had taken.

Tugging her by her hair still, Gregory swatted her plump ass while she came again. “What about this? Josh ever make you come like this?”

“No,” Patricia whined, hating her admission even as she got off on it. Honestly, it almost felt like an insult to even mention her husband’s name as Gregory fucked her, but she felt him swell thicker each time she did and was rewarded with greater pleasure each time for it. His fat balls slapped her thighs as he picked up speed.

“So, you like fucking me better, don’t you?”

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