"One more," Dominus whispered, his body moving in yet another rhythm with his queen.
"No, I'll die," Mary tried to push at him but he wouldn't budge.
Dominus chuckled as her body arched from his incessant thrusts, "Doesn't seem like it, my queen. Your body is still so reactive."
"Pervert," Mary panted, while the words are hateful her tone is just filled with lust.
"Ahhh, yes. That I am, my queen," he seemed pleased with it.
They have been going on all through the night. She blanked out earlier and even that did not slow him down.
This man is filled with too much heat inside his body or sex hormones. Whatever it is, Mary felt like it will drive her to insanity.
"My body will just break one day, you want that?" she complained, but her body was cooperating with his in the most lascivious ways.
"Your fault for depriving me of sex the whole week," he teased her.
