Ronan obliged her. He moved from her thighs and his lips reached for her pussy. He kissed gently on it in a caressing manner.

"Oh! Ronan!" She moaned. "Lice me. Shove your tongue inside me."

He licked her, swirling his tongue on her cunt in a circular manner. He was slow in the beginning and was savoring the taste of her. He was smelling the scent of her pussy. He sealed his mouth over her cunt and sucked.

"Yes!" She growled.

He sucked for a few moments before his tongue pushed inside her, and he entered her. The tight walls of her pussy wrapped tightly around his lips and the heat from her cunt was making him feel as if it would melt his tongue.

"Yes!" She moaned. "Push it more."

He started fucking her with his tongue while his nose constantly brushed against her clit. One of his hands reached for her boobs, groping and pinching. The other slid under her ass, lifting her slightly so he could devour her more thoroughly.

Illyia’s thighs trembled around his head. Her fingers tightened in his hair pushing him closer. She was moaning loudly, her voice echoing through the entire apartment.

"Ronan! Your tongue," she cried. "Ahh! Yes! Harder! Deeper!"

He pulled back just enough to look up at her, his mouth and chin shiny with her wetness.

"You taste so good, Miss Wailey," he remarked, voice husky. "I could stay here all night."

She felt embarrassed but could not stop herself from moaning. He went back down, sucking and fucking her hard and rough. He serviced her for a couple of minutes before he pulled out.

He settled on the bed in a kneeling position, pulled her towards him making both her legs rest on his thighs. Her cunt was raised towards him. Ronan placed two fingers on her pussy and pushed it inside her in one go.

"Oh! Yes!" She growled out loud.

Ronan remained steady for a few moments before he started thrusting in a rhythmic motion. Illyia’s head fell back against the pillows and she arched her body even more.

Her hips were moving on their own now, grinding trying to take as much as of his fingers inside her. The pleasure was building fast, almost too fast after everything that had already happened.

"Ronan!" She screamed. " I am going to cum!"

She warned in a breaking voice. He did not stop. If anything, he increased his pace, fingers fucking her harder. There was no mercy.

Her whole body seized up. She came with a loud moan. Her thighs clamped around his fingers. Her pussy pulsed and flooded his fingers and the bed below her.

Ronan kept fucking her through it. He only slowed when her body finally went limp and her grip on his hair loosened.

He crawled back up her body. His cock was trapped between them, rock hard and leaking against her stomach. Illyia reached down between them, wrapping her fingers around his thick length and giving it a slow stroke.

"You are still so hard," she whispered against his lips, sounding both amazed and aroused.

She was not satisfied. Her legs had already parted wide beneath him. His cunt was brushing against the head of his cock in clear invitation.

"I will fuck you," he growled deeply. "I want to be inside this pussy. Deep. Hard. Until you are screaming my name again.

He grinding the head of his cock against her folds. He rocked his hips, letting the thick head catch on her entrance. He did not push yet. He was just teasing. He was squeezing and fondling her boobs again. Illyia’s breath hitched. She looked up at him, eyes heavy with desire, and nodded.

"Then do it," she whispered. "Fuck me, Ronan. I want to feel every inch of you."

Ronan did not make her suffer any longer. He pushed forward, the head of his cock pressing against her entrance before slowly sinking inside.

Illyia’s breath caught sharply as her pussy stretched around him. His dick sank inside her. Her burning walls clenched hard around him.

"Uhh!" He grunted as he pushed even further.

She was tight, burning, and dripping wet, and the sensation of being filled by him made her moan long and low.

"Fuck!" She growled. "You are so big."

She was gasping and screaming and her hands gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into him.

Ronan did not rush. He pushed steadily until he was buried fully inside her. For a moment he stayed there, savoring the way her pussy clenched and wrapped around him.

"You feel incredible," he growled. "So fucking tight. Like you were made for my cock."

He leaned down and kissed her hard, swallowing her moan as he started to move.

The first few thrusts were slow and deliberate. He let her feel every inch of him dragging along her walls. But the heat and the way she was squeezing him quickly broke his control. He increased his pace. His hips were snapping forward harder, striking against her ass. And the wet sound of his dick moving in and out from her cunt was echoing inside the room.

Illyia wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to pull him deep. Every thrust made her boobs bounce.

And Ronan, an admirer of them, could not resist. He brought one hand up and groped her left boob roughly, squeezing the soft mound and pinching her nipple while he fucked her.

"Ahh! Ronan! Yes! Just like that," she cried out, nails digging into his back again.

"Uhh!" He grunted in response.

He fucked her harder. The bed almost creaked beneath them. His cock was hitting deep, rubbing against the sensitive spot inside her with every stroke. He could feel her getting wetter, her juices coating his shaft.

"You like that?" He panted.

Illyia moaned louder at his words, her pussy clenching around him in response.

"Yes! Fuck, I love it," she screamed. "Do not stop. Fuck me harder. Ronan!"

He gave her what she asked for. His thrusts became rougher, faster, the sound of his hips slapping against her ass growing louder. He fucked her in this position for a few minutes before he changed position.

He settled between her legs and raised her legs over his shoulders. This time he did not start slow. He shoved his dick inside her in one go and started thrusting immediately. Illyia’s moans turned into desperate whimpers. Her pussy was gripping him tighter.

"I am close! Ronan," she cried. "I am about to cum."

"Cum for me," he growled, voice rough. "Cum on my cock. Let me feel it."

Her orgasm hit her hard. Her back arched off the bed as much as it could. She spasmed and her cunt pulsed around his thick length as she cried out louder. Her juices gushed around him, making everything even slippery. Ronan kept fucking her.

With a low, guttural groan, Ronan increased his speed. He buried himself as deep as he could. He fucked her for a few more seconds before his body also stiffed and his cock started to pulse and throb violently.

He pulled out at the last moment before he shed all his load on the top of her stomach.

"Uhh!" He grunted as a wave of pleasure hit him.

He slowly lowered her legs and collapsed on top of her, both of them breathing hard. Illyia’s arms came around his back, holding him close while their sweaty bodies stuck together.

For a long moment, neither of them spoke. Ronan lifted his head just enough to look at her, a lazy, satisfied smirk on his face.

"I am not done with you yet, Miss Wailey," he murmured, already feeling his cock twitch. "Not even close."

With his monstrous stamina and strength, he would take long before he would be satisfied.

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