Chapter 35

• She was wailing in short staccato bursts with each bang of our hips, and squealed even louder when I reached around her body and underneath the top to grip her bare tits, pulling harshly on Kaitlyn's nipples as I used them as grips to fling her body against my crotch in rhythm with my thrusting. Sweat was dripping off my forehead and splattering against her spine as my body was overheating from this anaerobic exercise, staying at full throttle perhaps beyond my body's limits.
• But I was having way too much fun to slow down. And Kaitlyn's shrieks picked up another notch when I pulled one hand back to continue spanking her, even as my crotch bounced off her asscheeks as well.
• She'd already climaxed once from this machine-fucking, and she'd begun hyperventilating the longer we kept going on. Actually, so was I. If we kept fucking much longer, we might both pass out.