Martin saw that fear in her eye and felt the nerves across his body tingle with anticipation and excitement. His cock was a solid rod so it still brushed her thigh even as she released it.

As he gazed down at her, both positioned in such a manner that he certainly towered over her, he spoke in a calm and normal tone, “Why I’m going to fuck you, my dear.”

His fingers slid out of her to guide his cock to replace them, and with a roll of his hips, he entered her.