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Chapter 339 Vantage Point · Oct 12, 2026

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336 Chapter 336 Crawling 2026-10-12
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Chapter 339 Vantage Point

Yet as Ross’s cock reached its full rigidity, she realized the magnitude of what she was facing.

It was enormous—easily the largest she’d ever seen. She’d seen big cocks in porn but not like this BIG!

Her mind reeled, her body betraying her with a mix of awe and fear.

How is this thing supposed to fit inside me? she thought, her innocent mind overwhelmed by the sheer size of it.

Despite her racing thoughts, her hands continued their motions, gliding up and down his cock, now slick with arousal. She took another deep breath, her resolve hardening.

She couldn’t falter now—not when so much was at stake.

Ross’s lips didn’t leave her pussy for a second, his relentless attention driving her wild.

Every movement of his tongue seemed calculated to push her further toward the edge, every lick and suck coaxing more moans and cries from her lips.

Her hips moved in time with his tongue, chasing the pleasure he so expertly provided.

Lost in the haze of sensations, Ayla’s breaths came in short, ragged gasps as she tried to focus on her task. She shifted slightly, leaning down to bring her lips closer to Ross’s cock.

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With one last glance at the thick, veiny shaft before her, she closed her eyes and parted her lips.

The taste of him was overwhelming, musky and masculine, as she took him into her mouth.

She hesitated for only a moment before pushing herself to take more, her tongue swirling tentatively around the tip.

Ross groaned, the sound reverberating through her body and spurring her on.

Ayla’s movements became bolder, her lips sliding down his length as she worked to please him.

Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions—fear, guilt, and unexpected arousal—but her body responded to the moment, her moans muffled as her mouth moved in sync with her hands.

Ross’s grip on her hips tightened, his nails grazing her skin as his mouth worked harder, his own pleasure evident in the way he bucked slightly against her.

As the minutes passed, Ayla’s inhibitions began to fade, replaced by a strange, primal connection to the act.

Her mind whispered doubts, but her body betrayed her, succumbing to the overwhelming sensations Ross gave and demanded in return.

Time flew by, and they found themselves in this position for over 30 minutes.

”I’m close!” Ayla gasped, her lips pausing their movements on Ross’s cock as her body trembled uncontrollably.

Her climax was so near that every nerve in her body felt alive, buzzing with electric anticipation. Her breathing was ragged, her hands gripping his thighs for support.

But just as she voiced her impending release, Ross stopped. He lifted his head from between her thighs, his lips glistening with her arousal.

”Let’s change position,” he said, his tone calm yet commanding. His intense gaze locked onto hers, filled with dark promise.

”It’s time to make you a true woman, Ayla.”

Before she could process his words, Ross’s strong hands gripped her waist, guiding her into position. His movements were fluid and effortless, as if he had done this countless times before.

In a heartbeat, Ayla found herself straddling him, her knees on either side of his powerful thighs.

Her breath hitched as she felt his cock pressing insistently against her entrance, its size daunting even with her lust-clouded mind.

”Take your cherry using my cock, Ayla,” Ross commanded, his voice low and firm.

Ayla didn’t respond. Words felt meaningless in the face of what was happening. Her body, driven by lust and the remnants of her near-orgasmic high, moved almost instinctively.

She reached down with trembling hands, her fingers brushing against his cock as she guided him to her untouched entrance.

The head of his cock nudged against her folds, and she hesitated, her body instinctively resisting the immense girth. Slowly, she began to lower herself, letting gravity aid her descent.

The stretch was immediate and excruciating. Ayla’s lips parted in a silent scream as her body struggled to accommodate him.

”Ohhhhhhhh…” The pain was unlike anything she had ever felt, sharp and searing, yet tinged with an undeniable sense of fullness. Tears welled in her eyes, but she didn’t stop.

Ross’s hands gripped her hips firmly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, guiding her downward.

”You can do it,” he murmured, his voice steady and almost soothing.

”Take it all.”

Ayla’s breath came in short, shallow gasps as she continued her slow descent. Her juices mixed with streaks of blood, easing the path but doing little to dull the pain.

Every inch felt like an eternity, her body trembling with the effort of taking him inside her.

”Ahhhhhhh!” she finally cried out, her voice echoing in the room as she bottomed out. Her hips pressed flush against his, her body shuddering as she took all 15 inches of him.

The sheer size of his cock filled her completely, stretching her to the brink.

Her strength gave out, and she collapsed onto Ross’s chest, her full, heaving breasts squashing against his broad, muscular frame.

She could feel his cock pulsing inside her, and the sensation left her dizzy, her mind a blur of pain, pleasure, and disbelief.

They stayed like that, unmoving, as Ayla’s body adjusted. Her breathing was uneven, her heart pounding in her chest.

Every small shift sent a jolt through her overstimulated nerves, her pussy struggling to accommodate the massive invader.

She was 18 when the accident occurred. A year had passed since she had been declared brain-dead and in a coma. Now 19, she couldn’t believe this was how her life had taken this unexpected turn.

Ross’s large hands stroked her back soothingly, his touch grounding her in the moment.

”Good girl,” he murmured, his voice low and rough.

”Just breathe. Let your body get used to it.”

Meanwhile, Kevin watched from his bound position, his eyes wide with a mixture of horror, shame, and arousal.

From his vantage point, he could see everything—the way Ayla’s pussy stretched obscenely around Ross’s cock, the way her juices glistened on her thighs.

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