Alessander's Sincerity Towards His Lover

I didn't know which was louder, the creaking bed or my animalistic moaning. Beads of sweat dripped down my forehead to the rest of my face with each thrust.

We had been going at it for hours at this point.

At first, it was painful, and weird. I just wanted it all to end and get over with. But Ferrai showed no signs of nearing his limit, he pulled me closer by the legs, deepening his length!

"Hngh!" I widened my eyes in shock, when his dick hit a strange spot. What was this weird feeling?

"You like it there, don't you?" Before I could answer his question, he focused his thrusts in that direction, pounding me mercilessly.

"Stop! No more! This is weird!" I fucking cried as he increased his pace, making the bed under me quake.

"You say no, yet you're clenching on me so tightly." He slowed his pace, allowing me feel every movement he was making in and out of me.

I hardened.