Moans

I moaned as he violently slapped his hips against my aching backside. The pain had amplified the pleasure, in ways I could not fanthom, yet I felt and felt and couldn't grasp with my mind.

“Fuck, Cristela!." Gabriel yelled, I hoped the room was soundproof because his voice could travel miles with that volume, but the thought lasted only a fleeting nanosecond as his cock hit that spot, that sweet fucking spot.

Jesus, I was going to deteriorate.

“Please don't stop." I begged Gabriel, there was real tears in my eyes.

“I fucking can't!." He replied, his voice was not far from a cry on his own part.

Yes, yes... The pleasure of his cock rubbing against my soft slippery pussy walls, I was going to go crazy any second from now.

Gabriel's fingers curled into my hair and he took a fistful, it was painful as he pulled and yet, the pleasure rose, amidst the pain, because of the pain. He pulled so that I was almost staring at the ceiling.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

The sound of his hips slapping agains