The smell of her sex hung in the air inviting him to get closer. When he is done, she collapses on the bed wallowing in tears, fearing that she will be forced to carry the sinful baby of her rapist. xxx The room filled with the symphony of their shared ecstasy, the rapid slapping of their dripping wet skin, and the guttural sounds of passion echoing from the walls. Eric’s fingers, as if dancing with the rhythm of desire, graze against Sarah’s silky skin, sending waves of sensation coursing through her. He took a second to appreciate the scene, her moans, her hands pulling and twisting her nipples, resolute in his invasion.
