Bigger can be better, but this is ridiculous.

“Jesus!” she gasps, looking at your hard, thick cock. More than its size, though, she’s exclaiming at how when she lays her eyes on it, it seems to grow a good quarter of an inch. “Is it … is that …”

“It gets bigger the hornier I feel,” you explain as you lift her legs up, guiding your cock to the entrance of her pussy. “And it can get enormous. Too big for you to take. I don’t think it has a real upper limit, but I know it’s not hard at all to get too wild.”

“That’s so fucking sexy,” she murmurs to you as you start to push inside her. Heather moans, legs sliding up to wrap around your waist. “So I know I’m doing better the more you’re trying to split me in two?”

“Careful,” you warn her, but still grin. After all, you’re sure things here will work out one way or another, and the smooth, warm grip of her pussy around your cock is too good to even think about giving up. “It could. Does that turn you on?” She nods, and you grab a handful of hair on the side it still runs long, then pull it back from behind her. As you fuck her harder, you can feel your prick growing, stretching her out around you as her moans and whimpers drive you forward.

“Please!” she pants out as you screw her. “Don’t hold back, I want all of it! I love living, but I love living dangerously so much fucking more!” You can feel you’re hitting her normal limits as you drive harder and faster, threatening to reach the point where you would previously have worried about hurting someone. “God, yes, God, yes, James, please!” she screams out as her vagina squeezes desperately around you and you can feel her cumming, thrashing against you, tits still barely hidden by her tank top as you rail her against the wall.