I moan as he slips inside me the deep feelings of frustration.
I scratch at composure as his engorged member of stupidity thrusts as if beyond control.
I scream his name and our eyes meet as he caresses my fury and watches it rage like a passion shackled.
Ripping at my end he is slowly driving me over the edge screaming and kicking as if on the verge of bursting from the feeling inside me.
His lips curve into a smile in satisfaction as shivers run though my body rendering me breathless.
My screams and rants are covered with his soft unabashed disdain.
We are almost at our end as our words coincide and our tempers bursts splintering the little control we have left.
Our eyes meet once again and for a moment the passion of the moment overcomes us.
