Riolta gets her ass stretched

Hudds’ brain boiled at the implausibility of the situation. Riolta, lithe, slender, massive-boobed and perfect-assed, her flawlessly tanned skin of her back stretching in front of him, gleaming and expensive, was impaled on his enhanced staff, her gushing quim spewing her sticky girlcum onto the floor beneath, her asshole, sitting between her two perfectly rounded buttcheeks expanded beyond all measure. He could see his monstrous shaft stuffed impossibly in her anal passage.

Every inch that the Riolta’s sweet, tightly clenching muscles of her anal canal managed to swallow of his pulsating cum-shaft made Hudds’ eyes cross in pleasure, the big-titted bow-woman seeming as if she was using her hot tunnel to consume his very life-****.

The fact that Hudds’ balls were planted firmly against her slick honey-box meant that there were around eighteen inches – a good foot and a half – buried inside the ravenous slut’s ass. Despite this, Riolta found the time, and, amazingly, even seemed sanguine, when she turned her head back towards the watchman and gave him a smile.

‘I told you it would fit,’ she said.

‘You’re incredible,’ said Hudds, then gasping as Riolta reached her right hand back between her legs, took hold of his heavy nuts in her hand and mashed the dangling balls into her tight twat, clenching the walls of her love tunnel against the squirming balls for good measure.

Cum was dripping from the ceiling in slithering knots of sticky rain, spattering down beside the two of them.

‘You’re the incredible one, stud. No-one ever made it rain cum for me before.’

Emboldened by Riolta’s description of him, Hudds began to plunge his massive cock in and out of her asshole with determination and relish, his balls still ensconced in her searing pussy.
Gripping and pinching her hard buttocks made her squeal and whimper even more than she was already doing. Her carnal appetite was simply insatiable.

For her part, the immense organ was filling Riolta like never before. She was savouring every thick, tumescent vein that was sculpted into the flesh of the mammoth dick. There was no telling how deep it was buried. Some of Hudds’ thrusts felt like the huge head of his cock was lodged between her lungs. The arm-sized dick was throwing her around like a rag doll, the intense plundering of her booty causing her to balance as high as she could on the very tips of her heels. If Hudds had chosen to arch his back, he would have lifted her off the ground by the trunk alone.

With the room around them festooned with his cum, and with Riolta now bleating the filthiest of encouragements, Hudds hoped that their little adventure didn’t attract too much attention in the expectant atmosphere of the court, at least before he had given the cock-crazed slut another load of cum for her trouble.