The Past (2)

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Jiro's raging emotions built up like water being held in a dam, and the dam is cracking. He would burst at any time. Thus, Jiro grabbed Rin's waist and lifted her up as he stood up from the bathroom floor he flipped Rin over on the edge of the bud tub as he positioned behind her and took her in one fluid motion. Fast and hard. 

"Arghhh...faster," she moaned. She even lifted her ass higher for she wanted Jiro to enter her deeper. 

Jiro sees nothing but his incoming release. He quickened his thrust, pulling all the way out, and slammed back all the way in. And every thrust elicited a scream from Rin who was also chasing the waves of pleasure building up inside her core, ready to be released at any moment. 

And she got hers when Jiro pulled out and slammed himself inside her that hit her sweet spot. Her legs trembled as she moaned, panting. Her eyes were glossy as her carnal desires were satiated.