The Mystery Behind the Gift

"Ah! Ah! W-wait!" Rosina moaned loudly while she held Orso's hand on her neck. He was choking her, but enough to make her breathe a little. 

Oso proceeded to increase his speed. The sound of their skin smacking together was getting louder with each passing minute. He was grunting from the friction of Rosina's wall tightening around his c0ck. 

"Do you like it, Lady?" Orso stated and continued f*cking her senselessly. He liked to be dominant and make Rosina feel helpless from his grasp.

"Ye-yes," Rosina choked from her saliva as she tried to breathe in deeper. Her mind was on cloud nine from the pleasure of her neck and p^ssy hole.

The lack of air was making Rosina's head lighten, and because of that, her instinct kicked in. Her body signaled to her brain that Orso was a predator and he was trying to kill her.