She was swollen, stretched out, swelling beneath that transparent layer of silk.
Resisting the screaming exigency of his own bloated cock he refrained from ripping aside the damp fabric and tearing into her. Instead, a pause. Taut. Fecund. Then, he began nudging at her with his nose. She extended further: a space opening, a slow-motion surge to the tip of clit: the curve of his erection tapping insistently at her ankles.
He placed his hand on her belly and felt an undulation there - deep in her abdomen. Pressing upwards he pulled silk tight against the eddy of her opening, swaying into her with a big, flat tongue.
Her hips went into flux.
