Her body always responded when he petted her in the right way, and she had already been glistening down her thighs before it started. While she was impossibly tight around him, she felt a lot better than many others had on their first time. Culler, who had a firm grip on her hair, heard her little protest, which was still meager compared to how she'd fought when he'd taken her cunt. For all that he was seeing, she was a veritable talent for assfucking. He chuckled cruelly when she shook her head, hurting herself, and huffed in doubt when she tried to stress she'd never get used to this.<br/><br/>"You're already softening up." he pointed out. He felt the muscles of her inner change and looked down at his cock working in her ass, knowing full well she'd taken his advice. Talia was pliable. "There you go. Now relax and you'll be having fun soon." he assured her as he continued to target and massage her bud. He moved faster when he felt that she could take it, and build himself a decent pace. Eventually his hips collided to jiggle her generous butt. He slipped a finger into her familiar and yearning pink folds. He held on to her hair harder, and even shook her head playfully. She was his fucktoy and ragdoll.<br/><br/>He continued for a while, and then grunted. There was only so much he could do to her recently unused place without being affected. He pulled harder on her hair to skewer her fully on his cock, burring himself fully, straightening her insides before releasing into her. He hung his head and swallowed, but a line of saliva still drew through the air and landed on her ass. He grinned, fatigued, and let go of her hair finally, hands on his own hips. He didn't pull back to see what she'd do. He'd almost gotten her there with his fingering. Would she try to bring herself to the end by moving on her own, or with her own fingers, or would she take her dissatisfaction and try to slide off his weapon? Even that would be an amusing display.<br/><br/>Emily had been too exhausted when he was done with her, he'd seen to that, and he'd never gotten to have a try at her backdoor, but even she could have fled sooner than she did. If the sisters were anything alike, perhaps Talia would be so lost in the fire he was burning her in that her pride and sense of self-preservation would be numbed. The best kind of subjugation always came from inside the prey itself. He also didn't mind her throbbing insides still massaging his cock inside her dark hole. He slapped  her fleshy cheek and rolled his hips as though she needed a reminder her was still skewering her.<br/><br/>"Or would you rather I continue?"