she began to lower herself onto him

He let out a groan. The sound ripped from Jacob's chest, a guttural, primal noise of pure, unadulterated pleasure. It was the sound of a conqueror claiming his territory. Amy's head fell back, a silent scream on her lips as she sank down, inch by agonizing inch, onto his impossible girth. You watched her body stretch, her delicate folds yielding to his brutal invasion. She took all of him.

When their hips met, when she was fully impaled on him, she shuddered. A full-body tremor that wracked her from head to toe. Her hands flew to her own breasts, her fingers digging into the soft flesh.

Jacob's hands found her hips, his grip like iron. "That's it," he growled, his eyes locked on her face. "Ride me. Show your little boyfriend over there what a real fucking feels like."

She began to move, a slow, grinding rhythm at first, lifting herself up before sliding back down, taking him to the hilt with each stroke. Jessica's hand matched Amy's pace on your cock, the wet fabric of the panties a constant, maddening friction. The room was filled with the sounds of their coupling. The wet slap of skin on skin, Amy's increasingly desperate moans, Jacob's low, commanding grunts.

You were lost. A passenger in your own body, experiencing a pleasure so profound it felt like agony, watching a love so pure being corrupted into something you barely recognized. And you knew, with a certainty that chilled you to the bone, that this was only the beginning.

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