His hips rotated, then he started thrusting into her hard and fast. Celeste whimpered, wetting her cheeks with tears. It felt good, too good... She felt as though the pleasure could kill her...
She was overly sensitive, she just came and yet still Zillon wouldn't let up. He was being cruel, giving her too much of what she begged for... But could she complain...?
Even though she was suffering because of her sensitivity, even though she was shaking like a leaf, she wouldn't exchange this for the world, she wanted him to slow down, but a part of her didn't...
The roughness, the man handling...it was all worth it if this pleasure was what she'd gain...
Hugging him tighter, Celeste gave up trying to run away because it's obvious that he wouldn't let her... He was too deep into his lust, he
