Yvonne's POV
His hands went to my hips, holding me still as he pulled out before slamming back inside my body with such force that the chair slid.
“Don’t move!” he shouted.
I whimpered in response, eager to do his bidding. He slammed into me again, the chair moving several more inches across the floor.
He slapped my ass. “Don’t move!”
I cried out as he thrust inside again, and my feet shuffled under me. Another slap, another scolding for moving. I was turning into a pile of goo. My body was creaming all over his d**k as the o****m began to build. It was another violent thrust followed by another slap before I heard myself screaming out in pleasure, demanding he do it again. The chair hit the wall, stopping the slaps and giving me something solid to push against to take those deep thru
