
Alice stares at the mirror, mouth like a polite keyhole. She sighs. "Jon," she says, "is there a spell to make this thing wider?" Jon smirks, unzips, and lets out the cock in question—long, thick, full of swagger. "Only one way to find out," he tells her. Practice turns into progress. Day by day that little mouth stretches around him, jaw aching, eyes watering, drool everywhere. She gags, laughs, tries again. Soon she’s taking the whole thing, throat open, saliva in strings. When he finally slides lower and pushes into her tight pussy, she’s already wet and willing. He works her open inch by inch, her cunt gripping, then giving way until she’s stuffed full and begging for more. They keep at it, mouths and holes alike, until every part of her feels roomy and used and proud.
Alice stares at the mirror, mouth like a polite keyhole. She sighs. "Jon," she says, "is there a spell to make this thing wider?" Jon smirks, unzips, and lets out the cock in question—long, thick, full of swagger. "Only one way to find out," he tells her. Practice turns into progress. Day by day that little mouth stretches around him, jaw aching, eyes watering, drool everywhere. She gags, laughs, tries again. Soon she’s taking the whole thing, throat open, saliva in strings. When he finally slides lower and pushes into her tight pussy, she’s already wet and willing. He works her open inch by inch, her cunt gripping, then giving way until she’s stuffed full and begging for more. They keep at it, mouths and holes alike, until every part of her feels roomy and used and proud.