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At first, Denise had wrapped her upper leg around his hip as they fucked while on their side. Now she felt the need to draw her leg down and hold it tighter against her other thigh. A couple of times, she tried to move to push him out of her. The pain from his hugeness and the aggressive way he was driving his thick penis through her made Denise feel that this was on the edge of nonconsensual sex. A terrifying feeling hit her for a moment, as she realized that he was too strong, his cock too deep for her to extricate him. If he wanted to rip her apart, she was afraid that the dark man was going to do so.
He saw the look of fear on Denise's face. He also saw another thing: the sex rash on her face, neck and breastbones. He had seen it when she had taken him on top, and he had seen it on many other women. It was a sign that they were highly aroused, and that an explosive orgasm was rising from her. He worked his ninth inch inside her; he was bottoming out. She was sopping wet; she cried out from his banging on her cervix.
However, within another minute, she realized that he wasn't placing her on the edge of pain as he had, that he wasn't quite driving all of his huge cock through her. The evidence of her rash was not visible to her, but what that redness represented was becoming evident to her deep inside; her arousal rose.
At that moment, he rolled Denise over on her back and began to drive in his tenth inch. She was back at the edge of what she could take, but now she had even less control of this new man, someone she didn't really know all that well, someone who was more than double her weight and strength.
He began to fuck her with an unpredictable rhythm. Many times, his singular size required that he give his lovers a steady pace, so that they would build trust and comfort with him. Now, he gave Denise six quick, shallower thrusts, then he held two thrusts of maximium depth inside her for a few seconds as she shouted out "My God, what are you doing to me?", then ten slow long-dick strokes, then twenty rapid thrusts, deeper and deeper....
He saw the look of fear on Denise's face. He also saw another thing: the sex rash on her face, neck and breastbones. He had seen it when she had taken him on top, and he had seen it on many other women. It was a sign that they were highly aroused, and that an explosive orgasm was rising from her. He worked his ninth inch inside her; he was bottoming out. She was sopping wet; she cried out from his banging on her cervix.
However, within another minute, she realized that he wasn't placing her on the edge of pain as he had, that he wasn't quite driving all of his huge cock through her. The evidence of her rash was not visible to her, but what that redness represented was becoming evident to her deep inside; her arousal rose.
At that moment, he rolled Denise over on her back and began to drive in his tenth inch. She was back at the edge of what she could take, but now she had even less control of this new man, someone she didn't really know all that well, someone who was more than double her weight and strength.
He began to fuck her with an unpredictable rhythm. Many times, his singular size required that he give his lovers a steady pace, so that they would build trust and comfort with him. Now, he gave Denise six quick, shallower thrusts, then he held two thrusts of maximium depth inside her for a few seconds as she shouted out "My God, what are you doing to me?", then ten slow long-dick strokes, then twenty rapid thrusts, deeper and deeper....