Ava had invited me over under the sweetest excuse—“come see this cool little trick I can do.” At first it seemed innocent enough, but soon she had me down on my knees, my fingers sliding between her thighs, stroking and teasing her wetness just the way she wanted. I thought I was in control, guiding the pace, but Ava’s body had other plans. The deeper I reached, the more it felt like her pussy was pulling me in, hungry, insatiable, tightening with every movement until I realized this wasn’t just a trick—it was her taking everything from me. One moment I was fingering her, the next I was being consumed by her heat, swallowed deeper and deeper until my whole body was claimed, enveloped inside her. Trapped in her womb, it was slick, tight, overwhelming—her wet walls pulsing around me, making sure there was no escape. I was helpless, completely overtaken by her power and her pleasure, transformed into nothing more than fuel for her release.
