"easy pup..there we go, takin it well, good lad"
Wet skin sticking together, emptiness being filled with overstimulating ecstasy, every spot being hit with the crooked curve and ridged veins of his cock and those thick fingers kneading your aching clit. Words in one ear and out the other. Praises, oh those praises that had you coming for a fourth, or maybe a fifth time. You had lost count, it's been hours. He was always slow with you, but of course, that slowness helped with how rough his thrusts were, hips snapping so hard that it almost worried you that he might be hurting himself by doing so. What did it matter though really, he could care less as long as he could stuff you so, so full.
"There we go, just a bit more, pup"
His age didn't matter now did it? There was not much left for him to give but oh, he would give it all to you there and now, whatever would stick, whatever would breed your cunt and give him a litter. Filthy man, filthy fucking man.
"There we- fucking go filling this pretty little boy's cunt with my seed, that'll do it, sweetheart. That'll give me what I want with you, eh?"
You couldn't answer, just meek moans and pathetic whines as your cunt ached and your thighs gave up, falling to the creaky bed beneath.
The entire Task Force would want your head on a pike for all the noise you had their captain fuck out of you. Or maybe, they were jealous and eagerly stroking their aching cocks to the sound of their captain having his way with you. Who's to say :)
