Husband's Mammoth Cock: Elle Rose's Throat-Devouring Fantasy

The scent of musky sweat and expensive vanilla clung to the sheets as Elle Rose knelt, her breath hitching. Her husband’s cock, thick and veined like a goddamn tree trunk, pulsed heavily against her slick, hot pussy. She gripped his hips, the muscle bunching hard beneath her fingers. He drove into her with a guttural grunt, burying himself to the hilt. "Fuck me harder!" she gasped, the salty taste of his pre-cum flooding her mouth as she took him deeper, throat stretching to its absolute limit. His rhythm was brutal—a primal, piston-pumping assault that made her clit throb against the head of his shaft. She felt the deep, internal friction, the exquisite stretch. He paused just long enough for her to moan his name, before slamming back in. "Take my cock deep!" she pleaded, arching her back until her tits bounced wildly. He watched her, eyes dark with lust, before leaning down to whisper against her ear, "Cum inside me!" The final thrust sent a tidal wave of hot cum erupting into her core. Elle squeezed around the hot load, already craving the next fucking ride.