INTIMACY
FIRA'S POV
He palmed my chest as he was pressing his manhood to my hole. He held my thighs to spread it.
I was sobbing when I wrapped my legs around his waist. It was painful. I could feel my wall tighten. It was buried in me in a hard way.
His lips touched my neck. His hands encircled to my n*pple, pinching, massaging it into a rotary counterclockwise direction.
He cupped my face and pressed our lips together. I could still feel the burning down there, but by his stimulation, it was disappearing gradually. When I recovered from the pain, I swayed as his body swayed.
He held my butt and dragged me to the bed. He did not separate our bodies or remove his friend inside me. My upper body was lying on the bed. He stopped, removed his upper coverings, and then continued thrusting in, back and forth. I bit my lips as I felt the rolling of current from my belly to my chest.