"Permission Granted."

"Permission granted," Veevee says in an airy tone.

Billy smiles eagerly, starting to nudge the head of his cock against her bud into it pops inside. He then begins to slide his cock inside her.

"Oooooh..that's thick!" He was definitely thicker than Jordan or Hank. The lube definitely helped, but it was still more than she was used to. "Give me a minute, Billy."

"Of course. You want me to pull out," he asks, concerned.

"No!" She laughs at herself. "Sorry. It feels good, but it's a lot."

He chuckles good-naturedly. "I'm in no rush, Veevee."

She takes a deep breath and relaxes. "Okay, rock star, give me more."

Billy obliges, sliding more of his cock inside her ass. He moans, the walls of Veevee's ass squeezing him in the best way.

"Fucking fuck!" She takes several breaths, her pussy increasingly soaking with her arousal at the combined pain-pleasure sensation. "H-how..much more?"

"Just a bit," Billy is also breathing a little heavy, but remains steady. "We can stop here if you want."

"No..I want to feel your balls pressed against me," Veevee demands huskily.

"I always strive to please my fans," Billy says with an eager grin. He slides a bit back and forth, letting Veevee's ass adapt to him more. When he feels a greater ease of movement, he pushes forward.

"Oh my God.."her eyes go wide at both the pleasure and amazement that she's not only taking him, but how good it felt, and then the feeling of smug satisfaction when she feels his balls press against her pussy. "Fuck..Sandy is never going to believe this." She looks back at him in a bit of a lusty haze. "Just give me a minute to savor this and we can get to business."

"Take your time. good woman," Billy assures, leaning down to kiss her again.