За мен
With a few more violent thrusts Tyler released her from his grasps. Her legs were numb and shaky; she knew walking would be difficult. Tyler climbed off the table and surveyed Anna’s splayed body. Her dress was in shambles, stretched, ripped and stained. One of her heels managed to stay on, the other dangled by the strap around her ankle. She watched him inhale deeply as if soaking in the site through his breath then exhale a manifestation of the sheer desire that lead him. Without a word Tyler picked Anna up and threw her over his shoulder. It was as if it was that first morning again, the closeness of their bond undaunted... or rather magnified by the depravity they shared. Anna perched up her elbows on his back and rested her face in their crook. From this position she watched the dining room disappear out of view as Tyler rounded the hall and climbed the stairs that led to her bedroom. Her pussy was throbbing - she needed more.