Susan stood still, afraid to move and feel pain again, but Franco's caresses and kisses gradually dissipated her discomfort.
"Get used to me," he whispered in his husky voice. "Feel me, piccola!" he ordered, his voice firm, entering and leaving her at first with gentle movements.
"Franco," Susan moaned. She raised her other leg, and he grabbed her by the buttocks, pressing her against the wall. She wrapped her thighs around his hips and felt him burying his member deep into her core. "Oh God," she pleaded.
Franco pleased her, increasing the pace. His thrusts were deep, and Susan felt herself melting with each onslaught. She lifted her hips to receive him. Her lips were swollen from countless kisses, and her heart beat with brutal force.
"Ah," she moaned when Franco stopped being gentle
