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Chapter 867 Binge · Oct 12, 2026

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851 Chapter 851 Uniform 2026-10-12
852 Chapter 852 University 2026-10-12
853 Chapter 853 Art 2026-10-12
854 Chapter 854 Delivery 2026-10-12
855 Chapter 855 Focus 2026-10-12
856 Chapter 856 Stockpile 2026-10-12
857 Chapter 857 Hobby 2026-10-12
858 Chapter 858 Introduction 2026-10-12
859 Chapter 859 Energy 2026-10-12
860 Chapter 860 Education 2026-10-12
861 Chapter 861 Glue 2026-10-12
862 Chapter 862 Pen 2026-10-12
863 Chapter 863 Earth 2026-10-12
864 Chapter 864 Luck 2026-10-12
865 Chapter 865 Tree 2026-10-12
866 Chapter 866 Book 2026-10-12
867 Chapter 867 Binge 2026-10-12
868 Chapter 868 Slow 2026-10-12
869 Chapter 869 Lion 2026-10-12
870 Chapter 870 Angle 2026-10-12
871 Chapter 871 Original 2026-10-12
872 Chapter 872 Clarity 2026-10-12
873 Chapter 873 Positive 2026-10-12
874 Chapter 874 Goal 2026-10-12
875 Chapter 875 Screenshot 2026-10-12
876 Chapter 876 Side 2026-10-12
877 Chapter 877 Package 2026-10-12
878 Chapter 878 Announcement 2026-10-12
879 Chapter 879 Study 2026-10-12
880 Chapter 880 Tower 2026-10-12
881 Chapter 881 Truth 2026-10-12
882 Chapter 882 Accent 2026-10-12
883 Chapter 883 Absolute 2026-10-12
884 Chapter 884 Genuine 2026-10-12
885 Chapter 885 Account 2026-10-12
886 Chapter 886 Promotion 2026-10-12
887 Chapter 887 Industry 2026-10-12
888 Chapter 888 Verse 2026-10-12
889 Chapter 889 Swim 2026-10-12
890 Chapter 890 Color 2026-10-12
891 Chapter 891 Muted 2026-10-12
892 Chapter 892 Chair 2026-10-12
893 Chapter 893 Meter 2026-10-12
894 Chapter 894 Home 2026-10-12
895 Chapter 895 Average 2026-10-12
896 Chapter 896 Application 2026-10-12
897 Chapter 897 Daily 2026-10-12
898 Chapter 898 Cricket 2026-10-12
899 Chapter 899 Future 2026-10-12
900 Chapter 900 Archive 2026-10-12

Chapter 867: Chapter 867 Binge

Lois’ fingers dug into his shoulders, knuckles white, as she slowly lowered herself onto him.

The first inch of entry was unbearable.

Every nerve in her body screamed as his thick cock stretched her virgin walls, a sharp burn blending with a hot, unfamiliar pleasure.

”Ahhhhhh—!” she screamed, a mix of shock, pain, and disbelief shattering from her lips.

Her back arched instinctively, her pussy clenching desperately around him as he pressed fully inside her.

She was impaled, and the reality hit her like a storm: this was the first time, and it was him.

Ross held her steady, his hands firm on her hips, letting her adjust while his eyes never left hers.

Every slight movement of his body sent tremors of sensation through hers, igniting a fire she had never known.

Heat pooled low in her belly, spreading with every shallow grind, and her mind began to blur.

The sharp pain of the first stretch dulled into a deep, almost intoxicating fullness.

”Relax,” he whispered, leaning down to press a feather-light kiss to her shoulder.

His lips brushed across her skin like fire, marking her with subtle dominance.

”Let go. You’ll feel so much better if you let yourself ride it. Also, the pain will be gone soon enough.”

Lois shivered violently, her body trembling as the heat spread and grew with each tiny adjustment.

She felt her walls clench, gripping him instinctively, and a shiver of shock and pleasure ran up her spine.

Her hands slid down to his chest for support, nails digging lightly into his skin as she tried to steady herself.

Slowly, almost painfully, she began to move.

A shallow grind at first, testing the depth, learning how it felt.

Then she started to push down, rolling her hips, letting herself sink further onto him with each thrust.

The initial pain of her virginity being taken transformed into a building warmth, a tight, consuming pleasure that made her cry out softly.

”Ahhh... oh god... it feels... strange...” she moaned, voice breaking as she let herself go further.

Every motion, every touch of his cock inside her, sent ripples of fire through her pussy and up her spine.

Her body was alight, trembling from the intensity of it.

Ross grinned, his hands tightening on her hips, controlling her rhythm without restraining her.

He leaned down, nuzzling her neck, teeth grazing lightly along her skin, sending little shocks of sensation through her body.

”That’s it... just like that, Lois. Ride me. Let yourself feel it.”

Tears slipped down her cheeks, not from sadness but from the overwhelming mix of pain, pleasure, and helpless surrender.

Her hips moved faster now, a desperate, clumsy rhythm as she adapted to the fullness, the heat, the dominance of Ross guiding her first time.

Every thrust made her moan, every inch sent her closer to trembling with release.

Her body quaked, and the burning sensation in her pussy intensified, spreading in waves that made her see stars.

She had given herself over completely, helpless yet alive with the new, intoxicating pleasure of being taken for the first time.

”Ahhh... Ross... don’t stop... please...” she gasped, nails raking down his back, chest heaving, heart racing.

He only held her tighter, guiding her body, letting her feel the full length, depth, and heat of him inside her.

And as she moved on him, riding the fine line between pain and pleasure, she realized—she had no choice anymore.

She was his, completely and utterly, and she would never be the same again.

”Ahhhhh...”

”Ohhhh...”

”Ughhhh...”

Lois moaned and cried at the same time, her body trembling as if torn between two worlds—one of pain and one of pure, overwhelming pleasure.

The sharp sting that had pierced her at first still lingered faintly in the background, but it was fading fast, buried under a tidal wave of ecstasy that consumed her inch by inch.

Ross’s cock—thick, heavy, and mercilessly long—was driving her insane.

It filled her so completely that it felt like he was splitting her apart and remaking her from the inside out.

At first, she thought she wouldn’t be able to take it, but now... now the pain had become something else, something that made the pleasure even sweeter.

Every thrust sent shockwaves through her core, making her vision blur and her breath hitch.

When Ross gripped her hips and lifted her slightly, her walls clamped down on him instinctively, as if refusing to let go.

She could feel every ridge, every vein of that monstrous length pulsing deep inside her, stretching her to limits she didn’t know existed.

”Oh... God... Ross...” Her voice broke into sobs and moans, a melody of surrender she couldn’t stop even if she wanted to.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving angry red trails as her body rocked helplessly in his grasp.

He was relentless, his hips slamming upward with a rhythm that bordered on brutal, but all she could do was take it. Take all of him.

Fifteen inches. She couldn’t believe it—no man should be this big, this thick, this perfect.

It was obscene, a weapon of pleasure and torture rolled into one.

Every time he drove into her, the tip kissed a place so deep it made her see stars, and her pussy responded like it had a mind of its own, gripping him tight, milking him, desperate for more.

She was soaking him, she knew it—her slickness coating his length, dripping down onto the sheets below.

The room smelled of sex now, heavy and intoxicating, and every sound—the wet squelch of their bodies, the slap of skin against skin, her broken cries—only pushed her deeper into a haze of carnal madness.

Ross leaned closer, his breath hot against her ear.

”Feel that, Lois? You’re gripping me so tight... like your pussy doesn’t want to let me go.” His voice was low, taunting, and it sent shivers racing down her spine.

She couldn’t answer—not with words.

Only a strangled moan escaped her lips as another thrust stole her breath away.

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