"Ash… Ash… Ash…" Violet moaned Ashton's name like prayer as he pounded himself inside her from behind.
She fisted the bedsheets while chasing her release and also hoping that this will last forever.
The room was a mess. Windows were broken, doors hung off hinges, and everything that could be broken and crushed was broken and crushed. For some mysterious reason, the bedframe was still holding on.
Ashton and Violet were not fighting or breaking things on purpose; the mayhem was caused by Violet's powers which were erupting uncontrollably with her every orgasm.
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the space, with every thud Ashton reached deep into her and made her see stars in front of her closed eyes.
The whole night, Ashton and Violet were entangled with each other, with only a few short breaks to freshen up and cuddle before giving in to their lust, like they were making up for the time they lost.
