How could she have done this?  Surrendered to him like that?  So easily?  So fast?  So much?

She had just let herself slip only a small bit, and then another, thinking she would pull back, that it was just an instant, that she was just finding the right balance to better endure the kiss, just enough to let it be, but not give in to it, just to make it be over faster, but it did not stop, and then she just could no longer stop, and could barely remember when she had not been fully into it, fully into the kiss, into his taste, into him.  Deeply.  Completely.  

She shook in shameful disbelief, even while being pushed roughly against the balustrade again, her wet lips trembling in the wake of his.  Her leg was pulled up higher and to the side, the shimmery fall of her dress shoved aside.  Her feeble attempt to protest was drastically silenced as the Skrull robe was parted and there was that impossibly huge mass of uncovered hard meat, so huge and hard and hot against her, so hot in contrast to the night air, and almost as hot as she felt.

She looked down and her legs trembled and nearly failed her in her shock and fright.  How could it be so damn big?  So frighteningly big?  

"Please..."  Panic made even speaking a struggle.  "Wait.  Not-Not here.  Not now.  Not...  like this.  Let's...  Let's go somewhere else.  Please.  You-You can fuck there.  But let's...."

"Here."  The gigantic green cock-head pressed against the pink, swollen folds of her damp labia.  "Now.  Like this."

Trembling, she struggled for bala