He smirked to himself and suddenly stopped. "Yknow for someone getting plowed by filth like me, you sure seem to love it." He said. He suddenly forced her to flip over and pressed his cock to her entrance again. How humiliating, being bent over like that. He leaned in close and growled in her ear as he bit the tip. "And I'm gettin a little tired of bein told to shut up~" he said as he slammed into her again with a stifled, rough grunt in her ear.
She gasped and gave a guttural sound, clearly enjoying that way more than her pride would ever allow her to admit. She was so much tighter and way wetter in this position now.
She twitched and gave a weak moan, bouncing her hips, "N...No, please, d-don't stop...~! I-I want more of this fat cock...~!" Wow, she had really lost it.
She arched and cried out, "I-It's the best, Connor, the best human cock I'll ever have~! The only one I want~! Way better than my ex husband~! Th-Thicker and bigger, too~!"
That sent a shudder down his spine. He moved hard and fast, and pulled her up a bit so he could grope her fat tits. He found his way to them and began pulling and tugging on them, gently at first, but then rougher as her moans got louder.
Her sounds became feral, her eyes rolled back as she drooled heavily. She didn't remember telling him her breasts were sensitive. Was he just that intuitive? She should give him a pay raise.
He continued pinching and tugging on her nipples, nearly losing his mind. She only got wetter and wetter, the wet slaps were getting louder and louder, along with her screams. "F-Fuck, you love being fucked into dust like this huh~?"
He moaned lowly and loudly, just indulging in the moment. He worked her faster and harder, just staring at her ass bouncing and rippling, loving the satisfying feeling of her fat tits in his hands.