Chapter7:

CHAPTER 7. FORGETTING HARA RYDER The walls of the hotel shook tremendously at her loud, endless shrieking. Her hips had just buckled and her squirts flooded the bed, like a waterfall. Her trembling hands latched mine. Her quivering lips muttered incoherent words, which had a ”please“ in the middle of them. She'd been at it a few minutes after we began, pleading that I let go of her. But I was yet to have my fill of her.  With no heads-up, I Iifted her long legs to her head, pinning them at each side. Her pinkish asshole came into sight. It was wet from her numerous squirting. My throbbing dick went into her hole real nicely. Her shrieks increased like this was her death of her. My thrusts were quick and harder. I was venting, needing to release all my pent-up, agonizing emotions.  Her hand continuously slapped at her asshole, and her head was thrown back. Gritting her teeth with so much force was the only way she could tone down her shrieks.  Gotten enough of her, I let her go.  Having