Without breaking eye contact, he began to strip her with ruthless efficiency. His hands, still rough from gripping her ass, moved to the hem of her clothing, tugging and peeling layers away as if discarding obstacles in his path.

Petricia offered no resistance, her movements clumsy and desperate as she helped him rid her of her clothes. When her bra finally came off, exposing her massive, heavy breasts,

Mike didn’t hesitate to cup them, his thumbs raking over her hardened nipples, asserting his ownership of her curves. Soon, she stood before him entirely bare, her pale skin contrasting sharply with the dim light of the room, her voluptuous figure trembling with anticipation.

"These tits are looking hungry for some good touch~!"

Now it was his turn. Mike shed his own clothes with a swaggering nonchalance, revealing his rugged, tanned physique.

His muscles rippled under his skin, a testament to his power, but Petricia’s eyes were instantly drawn downward. Even before he was fully exposed, the sheer scale of him was intimidating.

When he stepped out of his trousers, his massive, thick cock sprang free, pulsing with a life of its own, heavy and imposing.

He stepped into her personal space, reclaiming the territory he had conquered. Reaching down, he wrapped his large, sun-darkened hands around her hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh near her pelvic bone.

With a powerful tug, he hauled her forward, slamming her body against his. "You’re looking at my cock with that usual look, hahaha!"

The impact was electric. The collision of their skin created a searing heat that seemed to fuse them together.

Because of the height difference and the way he held her, Petricia felt the blunt, staggering weight of his erection pressing forcefully against her lower abdomen. Through the thin veil of her skin, she could feel the incredible thickness and the throbbing heat of his cock sliding along her tummy, moving upward toward her ribs with every micro adjustment of his stance.

"W-why is it bigger than the last time...?"

"Well, that’s Mike Hawk’s cock when it doesn’t get a good fuck for a day or two."

’Oh my god...’ Petricia thought, her breath hitching as the sheer mass of him stretched her skin. ’It’s huge... it’s so incredibly thick...’

’It feels like he’s going to bruise me just by pressing against me...’

’Nine years... and nothing has ever felt this heavy, this solid, this... overwhelming cock of his.’

’The more I look at it... I don’t know why it keeps getting better than the last time.’

She felt tiny compared to him, swallowed by his shadow and his scent. The sensation of his hard, pulsing shaft rubbing against her belly made her stomach flip with a mixture of fear and intense, primal arousal.

She could feel the veins, the warmth, and the undeniable promise of what was coming. She arched her back involuntarily, grinding her pelvis against the source of that magnificent pressure, silently praying that he would stop teasing and finally drive himself inside her. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Mike tightened his grip on her throat, not to choke, just to assert control. His fingers pressed into the soft flesh beneath her jaw, tilting her head back just enough to make her meet his gaze.

The look in his eyes was unmistakable: ’This is your choice, but you’re mine now.’

Petricia didn’t resist. She sank to her knees with a fluid grace, her thighs parting slightly as she settled into position.

The carpet beneath her knees was soft, but she barely noticed her entire focus was on the monstrous cock hovering just inches from her face. The third time she’d seen it, and the third time she’d had to admit its enormous size.

And this time, she was ready.

In the back of her mind, she replayed the hours she’d spent training her fingers wrapped around a thick silicone dildo, practicing suction, tempo, and endurance. She’d pushed herself to take more, to deepen her technique, to make sure she wouldn’t gag or fail.

Mike deserved the best she could offer, and she refused to be anything less than perfect for him.

"I will give you a blowjob now... Mike..."

"Go ahead."

Her tongue flicked out first, tracing the thick vein along the underside of his shaft, savoring the salty taste of his skin. She moaned softly, the vibration sending a shiver through him.

"Mmppphh... slurrrrpppp... mmphaaahhh..."

Then, with deliberate slowness, she leaned forward and took the broad, flared head into her mouth, her lips stretching obscenely around him.

"Grrggghhh... Gucckkk...!"

She hollowed her cheeks, sucking with practiced suction, her tongue swirling around the sensitive ridge beneath the crown. She took him deeper, her throat flexing as she forced herself to relax, to accommodate his girth.

"GRRRRRGGGHHH...! MRRGGHH~!"

The stretch was intense, her gag reflex flaring briefly before she mastered it, her nose pressing against the soft skin of his lower abdomen.

Mike groaned, his grip on her throat tightening just enough to feel the pulse of her throat muscles working around him. "Fuck~!" he growled, his voice rough with approval. "Now I see it... You’ve been practicing to impress me, huh?"

Petricia whimpered around his cock, her eyes watering as she pulled back slightly, saliva dripping from her lips. She didn’t answer with words; she answered by taking him deeper, faster, her head bobbing in a rhythm she knew he’d love.

"GLCK~! GLCK~ GLCK~! SLURRRPPPPGGGHHH~!"

Her hands gripped his thighs, her nails digging in as she worked him with the hunger of a woman who had been starving for this moment.

"Hell yeah, that’s it! Keep sucking with perfection!"

Driven by the praise in his voice, Petricia went into overdrive. She wasn’t just performing, but she was competing with her own limits.

To maximize the sensation, she reached behind him, her manicured fingers sinking deep into the firm muscle of his glutes. She gripped his massive ass cheeks, pulling him even tighter against her mouth, essentially vacuum sealing his cock into her throat.

She increased the pace, her head beginning to bob with a fierce, relentless rhythm. Each thrust of her head brought him deeper, her throat opening up to welcome his impressive width.

"GLCK~! GLCK~! GLCK~! GLCK~! GLCK~!"

She used her hands to guide him, her hips rising to meet him, creating a frantic, slapping sound as her chin hit his pubic bone. She was focused, determined to drain every drop of pleasure from him, treating his dick like the prize it truly was.

Inside her mind, the world outside the bedroom ceased to exist. There was only the salt, the heat, and the monumental presence filling her mouth.

’God, he’s enormous... it’s almost too much, but it’s exactly what I need!’ she thought, her eyes rolling back as she felt him throb against her tonsils. ’Every time he slides in, it feels like he’s rearranging my whole fucking anatomy.’

’No wonder the dildo felt small compared to this... because this is real... this is the actual power of a real man that my husband couldn’t even dream to reach.’

As she sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing out to create a powerful vacuum, a realization struck her with the force of a lightning bolt.

"GLRRRGGGHHH~!"

’How could I ever go back?’ The thought echoed loudly in her psyche. ’After this?’

’After feeling him stretch me open like this? Going back to a man who handles me like a delicate piece... it would be a death sentence.’

’If he keeps hitting me like this, if he keeps making me feel this mindless, animalistic hunger... my marriage is dead.’

’But fuck it...! Let it die...! Let it all burn...! Compared to this monster, my husband is just a ghost of a man.’

She let out a muffled, desperate groan, her tongue swirling aggressively around the tip of his cock as she intensified the suction. She wanted to swallow him whole, wanting to prove to him and to herself that she could handle everything he possessed.

She was no longer a wife playing at infidelity, but she was a devotee at the altar of his masculinity, and she had no intention of ever returning to the mundane life she had left behind.

Mike had seen enough of her worshipful service, and now, he wanted to reclaim the role of the conqueror.

He’s tired of her controlling the rhythm; his patience wore thin in the most delicious way. He reached down, his large hands clamping onto her scalp and the sides of her head with a bruising, authoritative grip.

"Alright, let me show you if you can handle this now...!"

Mike then used her head as a handle; he began to slam his hips forward with violent, piston-like force.

PLAAPPPP!!!

"MRRRGGGHHHHH...!!!" Petricia was shocked that the tip of his cock went all the way inside her throat. "GRRGGGHHH~!"

He started fucking her mouth with a punishing, nonstop intensity, driving his massive cock deep into her gullet until she was forced to take every agonizingly perfect inch. The speed was relentless, a rapid-fire succession of heavy thrusts that left her gasping and choking, her eyes tearing up from the sheer depth of his intrusion.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Between the heavy, wet sounds of his cock slapping against her lips, Mike leaned down, his face inches from hers, his expression one of arrogant triumph. He spoke through gritted teeth, his voice a dark, gravelly rasp that cut through her haze of pleasure.

"Look at you, Petricia," he spat, punctuating the word with a particularly deep shove that made her eyes bulge. "Taking it like a common slut~!"

"Where’s that dignified, poised lady now? Hah? She’s buried somewhere under my cock!"