Martha's ability to breathe was severely limited as a result of his increasing the tempo and thrust of his grasp on her. She was still, her eyes were open, and she was observing him, but she did not put up any resistance. He then had the realization that he could easily murder her by just squeezing her head even more tightly. The whole notion of that made him even more eager, and he proceeded to furiously f**k her while yelling her name again while his hands were still clamped tightly around her neck.
Martha's body arched up into his as he came in a forceful manner, but she kept her eyes closed and her lips open the whole time. Had he gone as far as he could? Because of the force of his o****m, his heart was beating erratically and rapidly. He finally let go, and a crimson imprint of his
