Nessa couldn't believe the size of the cock in front of her. It seemed impossible that any man could be endowed to such an extraordinary extent, let alone be able to maintain that pillar of throbbing, thick, cunt-wrecking, bitch-breaking, brat-taming, slut-pleasing dickmeat. She swallowed, her thighs drawing together as her cunt pulsed with a needy, wet heat she was all too familiar with. Trembling, she rested her elbow on the side of his groin and lifted her arm to measure it. She drooled as she stared at it, nostrils quivering as she smelled the thick, potent musk wafting from it. Any thoughts she might have had left her as her body twitched with need. From now on, she would forever be a slave to BWC.
