Pablo grabbed Laura and threw her on the bed, the springs creaked but he threw himself on top of her like a predator, she gave in without offering resistance, he grabbed her by the hands putting them on top of her head, and with his body half upright, he began to penetrate her. It wasn't hard, Laura was very wet. It seemed that everything she hadn't been able to enjoy in those years had suddenly come down to her body.
There will always be a big difference between loving sex in a couple and giving vent to passion. The first is a question of communication, of care, of pampering, a union that, if you know what you are doing, tries to satisfy the soul of the other more than the body.
And another thing is to transform fantasies into reality, to fuck hard, sweaty, in the most inappropriate place, without caring about logic or consequences, only skin, only sweat, only sensations so strong that they cloud your reason.
