The mattress wasn't just trembling—it was convulsing. Madison's spine bowed off the ruined sheets, the breath driven from her lungs in a guttural UGHHH! as Eros pinned her legs back, folding her nearly in half.
Her ankles locked tight behind his neck, calves trapped against the bulging cords of his shoulders. The position hyper-extended her hips, tilting her pelvis up, offering her cunt on a platter to the beast now inhabiting her husband's skin. His eyes were now black voids, swirling with crimson energy.
Sweat poured off him, hissing where it hit the overheated skin of her thighs.
There was no preamble. No teasing. Only the brutal reality of his cock buried inside her.
SLAM!
