Diving deeper down into her wall, he leaned forward, pounding her with full force. Sweat dampened his shirt as his fingers grounded her in the moment.
Her moans filled the entire space.
"Fuck," he breathes, his voice rough with emotions, "Yeah, baby, keep moaning for me."
"Manson," tears streamed down her cheeks as she clutched onto him freely, "it feels so good and painful at the same time."
He continued thrusting in and out of her, their breath mingled in the quiet space between them. Each heartbeat echoing the overwhelming intensity of the moment.
"I really…" Her eyes rolled up, "…really don't know what I'm feeling anymore."
He let out a low laugh, still thrusting inside her and breasts bouncing in sync rhythm.
"Your cunt keeps eating up my c**k, fuck Amira. You love how I give it to you, right?"
"Y-yes."
She managed to say.
His fingers dug in her skin, his movement accelerating with greater intensity.
"Holy fuck," he moaned, "Uuunnnnggghh."
