Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving tiny half-moons of blood behind on your skin. With each thrust, she meets your movements with equal force, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm that feels more like a battle than lovemaking. Her breath comes faster and faster as her climax approaches, her inner walls clenching tightly around you, urging you closer to release.

Finally, her body goes rigid and she cries out, her voice echoing through the empty room as waves of pleasure wash over her. "

"Chris... Chris..." Her voice trails off into a moan as her orgasm subsides, leaving behind a contented weariness that seeps through her limbs and into every cell of her being. She leans against the wall, panting heavily, feeling your cock twitch inside of her with the first stirrings of your own release.

"Hmmphh~" she murmurs, eyes half-lidded as she looks up at you. "Very well done..."