9| PLAN IN PROGRESS

FREMA:

Too huge.

My brain processed. He cussed lowly and muttered, "The pain will go away soon, dolcezza."

I felt the pain start to turn into pleasure and I whimpered, rolling my hips against his member. He growled loudly and held me down, tearing off my lace thong.

"I.. I'm okay now.." I mutte...