Chapter 57 Slapping Of Skin On Skin

• Reeves lowered his head and watched how the expression on her face changed. Her eyes were wide and glossy, tears were running down her cheeks as she tried to gasp for breath in spite of the cruel face-fuck. The flush was visible all over her neck, especially at the spot where the teeth had left marks on her skin.
• "You're such a mess," he moaned. "A perfect, fucking mess. Choke on it."
• He plunged hard, staying inside of her, blocking all the oxygen from her lungs completely for a split second and making her gulp down around the base of his cock. The inability to breathe added to the humming feeling she was getting in her vagina, as she heard only the rushing sounds in her ears that were drowning all other noises.