I started crying. He was silent, he got irritated by my cries and barked at me.
"Will you keep quiet right now!"
"You are my wife and I have every right to touch you!"
"Do not let me hear those cries again or you will be sorry!"
Then, he continued with his business. I tried swallowing my cries with all my might, but the moan could not be controlled. He was way too rough.
He came for my lips and sucked the life out of me. I was breathing in and out in a laboured tone. The pain was making me lose control.
"F**k! Oh, s**t! Fu, fu, fu...mnnn…" He was kneading and sucking my br**st and he let go of my hand.
I immediately clutched the bedsheet and with my other hand, I started hitting the bed.
"Yes, yes, yes! Oh, my God! You are so sweet! Mmmm...ahhhh...mmm! Ohh…"
He was making the moment so obvious. While I was suffering, he was enjoying himself. He went for my opening again and tried inserting his finger again, but still, it was still very tight.
"Ahhh…! Sttoopp…!"