Thrusting to escape, Anna rises to meet each thrust. Allan stares silently at Anna. Blowjob sex She touches his temples, tracing his jaw and chin. She touches his temples, tracing his jaw and chin. Allan laughs, “I shall catch you, you can’t escape”
Allan quickly closes the space between the two, Anna can feel his breath on her neck, the smell of his musk. I wrap my arms around you, pulling you close, can you feel me?”
Allan tenses, heart racing, searching the darkness. Red marks on her neck. Anna moves to him, reaching out to him, slowly as if he was a beaten dog, her soft gentle fingers stroke the side of his face. Anna softens under his grip. Makes a fist and punches the ground next to her head. The handprint on her neck, the bloody claw marks on her thighs.
