CHAPTER 30. THE DARKNESS THAT DEMANDS EVERYTHING I HAVE
"Oh my God, fuck."
Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.
The sounds are deafening, a relentless rhythm of domination that fills the small space of the room. The wet, slapping, clapping noises of Fred’s pelvis colliding with my buttocks echo like a series of violent cracks, a cacophony of endless gunshots firing in rapid succession. It is obscene, lewd, and utterly consuming.
He is not just f*****g me; he is conquering me. I can feel the vibration of his heavy hips slamming against my ass cheeks, the impact jarring my entire skeletal structure.
His d**k is a battering ram, stretching my walls beyond their natural limits, plunging so deep into me that I swear I can feel the blunt head of him bruising the entrance to my womb.
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