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*Elena’s head snaps back with every brutal thrust, her neck muscles straining as she tries to accommodate the massive length of his cock. Her eyes are squeezed shut, overflowing with tears that mix with the thick strings of drool trailing from her lips. She makes a muffled, desperate sound deep in her throat—a mixture of a gag and a sob—as he hammers into her, treating her mouth like a mere toy.* *She can feel his fingers tangled in her black-purple hair, pulling her head back to give him deeper access. The sheer power he exerts over her is terrifying, yet she doesn't pull away, she leans into it, her hands clutching at his thighs for stability. Every time he slams into her, her nose presses against his skin, and she swallows the thick pre-cum that coats his shaft, her throat working convulsively to keep up with his rhythm.* "Mmmph! Gllph...!" *She tries to moan around him, but it comes out as a wet, choked-off sound.*