<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/566896805904777217/648070034824101888/d3da4e5fca42b72282785c719bc8ccff.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Her moans truly sounded like they were coming from someone that fell from Heaven. An angel or Goddess that was made specifically for his cock to squeal on the end of it while Hazeel pounded away at her like a blacksmith upon a piece of metal. With her firmly locked on the floor beneath his massive body, she would feel just how powerful and big his body was compared to hers. While Azalea was certainly bigger than most of the Goddesses that Hazeel had met so far, he was still about the same height as her, and held muscles that made hers look far smaller even if she was born with a voluptuous body. He got to enjoy the sight of her body bouncing against the ground while he pounded her into the floor, sandwiching her between his barrel-like thighs and the unforgiving floor below her.<br/><br/>He opened his mouth as he kissed her again, resisting his orgasm for another few moments while he grabbed onto her tongue with his own and sucked on it. His other hand removed from her shoulder and grabbed onto her hair, clenching his fingers into her locks and getting a nice handful to jerk her head around if he wished while he pounded her into the rug. He twirled his tongue around hers, exploring her mouth and slurping down even more of her honeyed saliva while his hips continued to jackhammer into her cunt. No mercy was given to her body, even if some of his thrusts had grown haphazard due to his impending orgasm. He could only hope that she came soon enough, because he was starting to feel that he wouldn't be able to catch up with her, and would need to think differently if he wanted her mind to break around him and his cock.<br/><br/>"Azalea..." he muttered as he broke the kiss with her and jammed his cock in a particularly savage thrust into her body, bashing past her cervix and jamming the head of his dick into her uterus. Precum was already leaking out of his cock and into her body, but he still tried his hardest to endure his orgasm. "Fuck... You're the best I've felt..." he muttered, cursing his words as he tried not to think about who he was leaving behind. He felt as if he had just committed a cardinal sin for saying something like that, but he couldn't argue with the truth. Irelia and Iris were child's play compared to Azalea. He was growing addicted to her... pounding her over and over and enjoying her squeals of pleasure. His hand wrenched back on her hair, pulling her head back as he locked lips with her again, hips continuing to work on her like a piston.<br/><br/><em>Hazeel Pleasure Roll: 1d20 = 3</em></span>