Christian Achestan's Point Of View.
I kept pounding into her, as if each thrust would somehow take away the frustration that was overflowing inside me. Sweat dripped from our bodies, mingling with the curse words that flew between us, a chaotic blend of moans, bites, and gropes mixing into the heat of our reckless sin.
Nicole's moans grew louder, hitting a pitch that grated on my ears. I suddenly realized her voice was not exactly her best quality. The sound of nails scraping against the wooden floor was far more appealing than her overly high-pitched cries.
She had a mouth-watering face and an incredible body, but her moans? They were such a downer. I could feel my libido beginning to falter, so in desperation, I covered her mouth in order to block her moans with my hand and thrust h
