The lavish dwelling of Mr. Steinfinnur Kolbeinsson was steeped in silent darkness, save for a specific bedroom on the second floor.
It was dimly lit with the lamps that hung at the bedroom walls.
Right now, the lights of the lamps were flickering along with the bumping movements of the bed against the wall.
On the bed, two naked bodies were joined intimately as they made love to each other.
"Ahh... Ahhh... Ahhh..."
The beautiful woman cried out as she bounced energetically on top of the man's body. Her glossy long hair danced along with her vigorous movements. Inside her, the man's phallic rod drilled against all her sensitive spots, bringing her the ultimate pleasure of lovemaking. One that she did not think she would ever experience in her short, doomed life.
"Gregory," she whispered in a voice that was ragged with decadence. "Gregory, I love you... I love you."
Gregory grabbed Sveanna's waist and impaled her viciously with his manhood.
