"Hurts.." Megan gasps, digging her fingers into his skin. She was content to stay there, but that notion was removed by his small upward thrusts of his hips. The thrusts bounced her just enough that the cock slid out a half inch, then back in. "Aaaahhhh!" Her cry rose before she bit her lip and nods. "Y.. yes", and began to move. Slowly, painfully raising her hips up so Ranak's cock slid out of her. His green pole glistening with her wetness and blood from where he'd torn some of her tissues.<br/><br/>Megan could feel his shaft and head sliding down out of her. The swollen flesh gripped like a skin tight wet velvet glove. She raises her hips enough so just the tip of him was in her, then bitting her lip harder, lowers herself again. The scream of pain kept back by sheer willpower as her body slid back over his cock.