She is going to ride him.

Eilwy's laughter was like a cold breeze on a winter's night, sending shivers down Dirk's spine. She chuckled, a low, husky sound, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, poor boy," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You think I'd pass up the chance to fuck a willing victim? Even if you're not exactly... endowed?" She emphasized the last word, her gaze flicking down to his small penis, still clutched in her hand.

Despite her mocking tone, Dirk felt a surge of hope. Maybe, just maybe, she'd still go through with it.

Eilwy's eyes sparkled with a mixture of amusement and curiosity as she gazed down at Dirk's small, virgin penis, still clutched in her hand. She seemed to be savoring the moment, enjoying the power dynamic that had shifted in her favor. With a sly smile, she slowly began to lower herself onto him, her eyes never leaving his face.

As she descended, her warm, wet pussy enveloped the entirety of his small penis with ease, taking him in to the hilt. Dirk's eyes widened in surprise, his face flushing with a mix of embarrassment and pleasure. He felt a rush of sensations, his body responding to the sudden penetration , despite his initial trepidation.

Dirk couldn't believe he was finally losing his virginity and how good it felt. He had never experienced anything like this before. The warmth, the tightness, the wetness. It was almost too much to handle. He closed his eyes, his mind reeling from the sensations.

But for Eilwy, it was a different story. She couldn't feel him inside her. She had felt bigger, and more satisfying things before. She tried to focus, to feel something, but there was nothing. She could feel the heat of him, the wetness, but no fullness.

She looked down at him, his eyes closed, his face flushed with pleasure