Kiana's breeding (9)

"Mmmmhh!" Kiana tried to move her hips to meet his thrusts, but he was too strong - her rocking p*ssy was pinned to the bed every time he plowed into her. But the sensation was too much for Kiana - the loud smucking and sucking slurping from her p*ssy, the sounds of his magnificent c*ck stunting its competitor's chances as their c*m oozed hotly and uselessly down her p*ssy lips, made her moan like nothing before.

He was taking her for himself, Kiana realized, this man mounting her so forcefully, his build dominating her small frame. He jutted his hips like a piston, a machine build for one purpose, the purpose now being fulfilled inside Kiana's gripping, slopping c*nt. The other men looked on as their leader took her body, and Kiana looked into the fiery eyes that were taking her mind.

"Oh God James!" She cried with abandon, her heart fluttering, "Yes!" Kiana bucked against him, but was pounded into the bed with a slam. Her cl*t screamed with delight.

He growled above her, grinding hi