Talia was being good. She didn't ask him to stop. Even though she was quiet because she knew it was futile to beg, he also thought it was because him stopping wasn't as important as it had been in his apartment. As he laid a strand of saliva on her cheek from his well-sucked cock, leaving her head to be behind her, he was taking in the image of a woman who was finding some kind of acceptance in her fate. It wasn't like she had any other cards to play. If she fought he'd overpower her, and if she told on him, her sister would surely go under, along with her own career. Talia loved and wanted so many things, and he was holding all of them hostage.<br/><br/>He cunt was as pleasing as always, glistening soon and letting in his thumb like it was tentatively hungry at first. It was dressed in more than enough sheen when he showed it to her, that thick digits, and that seemed to bring her deeper into submission, with her ass up and her tightest hole still trying to soften around his fingers. Her sounds gave her away too. He'd thoroughly conquered her pussy, it was rooting for him more than Talia. Her groan was also very inviting. She was in distress, but she was learning to take it. His cock couldn't have been harder.<br/><br/>After the pleasant dip in her familiar, pink insides, adding to the wealth of spit on it already, his weapon was lubed for its next job. The slit of his cock kissed the virgin pucker, and then he added pressure. She was perfectly positioned, after all. Culler held on to her hips at first, carefully pushing at the decimal pin-prick and waited for her body to betray her once more. He wouldn't stop until it opened, and he could thread the taut ring over his dick. Her juices, borrowed from her friendly cunt, was enough to let him slide further. She wasn't the first girl he'd christened in such an adventurous entrance, and he knew when it was okay to push, and at what angle to look for.<br/><br/>Culler sighed as he'd gotten a ways in, and stroked her back up to hold on to her hair as his hips sought to get closer to her. "Now, it'll feel better if you try to push it out when I pull it." he suggested as he started retreating from her asshole. Eventually he found a meandering rhythm inside her. His hand not in her hair, skilled as always, went around her thigh to target her rosy quim again, massaging those folds until he found the bud, and circling it roughly to introduce pleasure to her. He hissed at her tightness around his monstrous girth but continued to surge deeper in her bottomless tunnel, until his hips touched her ass at the deepest of his pushes.<br/><br/>"I bet you could get used to this, Talia." he said and moved faster into her. "Comon, push, it'll feel better." he encouraged. "Don't be so fucking stubborn. Your job is to keep me happy, right?" he reminded as helped himself to her body. It was such a delight having her like this, cock in her ass not too long after meeting her. The girl had come to his apartment to vindicate herself and her family, and now she was forced to obediently offer up her last hole for his casual pleasure. Talia's fate was fast becoming one of his favorites, out of all the girls he'd taken. "You're doing great, just relax and enjoy it. I can be your friend." he whispered seductively in her ear.