Sigma

Sigma let out a string of soft moans and whimpers as he sinked onto your cock, feeling every vein and ridge of your length inside his tight heat. His chest heaved with each breath, his face flushed a pretty light crimson hue on the face that you adored.

He looked down at your face, his fingers interlocking with yours. As he sinked deeper onto your cock, he felt your cock hit his prostate—his sweet spot. He let out a needy moan, his body slick with sweat as his grip on your hand tightened, tears forming at the corners of his eyes.

His eyes were glazed over, lustful and unfocused, feeling hazy and hot as he bit his lip to make himself from letting any other sounds spill out from beneath his lips. He was now fully on your cock, his face flushed as tears threatened to fall from all the ecstasy he was experiencing.

He let out a small, breathless whimper, speaking softly. “…Y-You’re..really big,” He said, adjusting himself to accommodate to your large size. “…N-Ngh..”