C8 Vague Torments

Diane’s P.O.V.

He made a series of deep thrusts and later on, all I could feel was him, stretching my nerves while pleasingly stabbing my body. My tears kept on rolling that I couldn’t control them. What he was doing kept on shaking my whole being and cruelly ending my dreams.

He continued pounding on top of me while letting out a few moans of satisfaction and relief