Bitter words to admit. Body more than relished in being rammed in this chair. Pussy clenching around him as breath was ragid and voice losing its stubborn tone. Muffled moans and whimpers were kept to a minimum (best he could) by biting down on his tongue. Drool running from the corners of his lips much like how his cunt did.

Nipples were so sensitive and a little swollen upon touch. It made him squirm. Did he have to go on about touching him there too?



'...d-don't...a-ah! M'...gonna...'