Apparently, up to now I must've been way too lenient, since she's still going on, spouting this bullshit. Ah, damn alcohol… whatever. That means I'll have to sober her up the hard way.
A second, sharp scream slips from her lips the moment I — exhausted by her senseless rambling — thrust harder and more violently than before, driving my cock fully between her ass cheeks, all the way to the base.
She kicks, thrashes, and begs me to let her go, but it's all useless — she has no way to break free, and I have no intention of letting her go.
So I release my grip on her hips, and the lower half of her body — which I'd been holding suspended in midair until now — drops heavily onto the mattress with a dull thud. But she doesn't even have time to wriggle away before I throw myself on top of her in a flash — my chest pressed to her back, my legs tangled with hers, and my hands pinning her wrists to the mattress.
