Chapter 32: Exclamations

However, Monica was always quick to change her mind.
Just a second ago, she softly expressed her desire, but when Steven put on a condom and started penetrating her, she began to hesitate and twist her waist, saying that she didn't want to do it anymore.
But how could he let her go? He held her down, preventing her from escaping, and with one of her legs wrapped around his waist, he thrust into her slowly but firmly.
Her pussy was wet, making it easy for him to slide in smoothly. His thick and hard cock filled her tight and narrow passage, and her pussy lips clamped around his shaft, as if eager to swallow him whole.
Monica couldn't help but moan and gasp, trying to push him away with her hands. However, he grabbed her hands and forced himself deeper, pushing through the layers of tight pussy muscles until he hit her cervix. Caught off guard, she couldn't even moan in response, her back arched, lips parted, and breathless.
Clearly, she was enjoying it.
Her wet and hot pussy clenched tightly around him, sucking him in with every breath she took. Steven continued to thrust deeper, creating a rhythmic sound of wetness, until he reached the deepest part of her tender flesh.
She trembled, her waist convulsing, gasping and choking out "Too deep", before he asked with a low laugh, "Feeling good?"
The sensation of being completely filled was indescribable. The folds of her soft pussy were stretched open, as the veins on his shaft grazed against them. Even the slightest friction caused immense pleasure for her.
It evoked a tingling sensation that could kill. Not to mention that the thing was still long, rubbing against the entrance of her palace with every thrust, making her heart feel like it was being twisted. The pleasure spread from the core of her legs all the way to her throat, turning into uncontrollable moans and gasps.
After enduring that bone-melting acid comfort, Monica reluctantly regained a bit of sanity. Faced with his questioning, she refused to admit it, gritting her teeth and stubbornly saying, "...I didn't!"
"Is that so?" He lightly nibbled on her fingertips, pretending to be serious. "Then it seems I need to try harder."
With that, Steven didn't give Monica a chance to catch her breath and thrust forcefully again.
Monica had witnessed the dominating and fierce nature he possessed on the bed before, and once he went all out, she couldn't resist at all.
His rough and aggressive organ was incredibly invasive, only leaving the tip shallowly inside when pulled out, then ruthlessly thrusting the whole length back in without mercy.
The movements were fast and heavy, causing the tight, moist cave to make clear and loud squelching sounds. The deluge of lustful fluids was brutally churned and splattered, with the sound of thrusting echoing in the quiet room, sounding even more intense.
Monica couldn't take it anymore, her legs kept kicking his waist uncontrollably, her lower abdomen tense and trembling. Even her breaths, which escaped her mouth, were shattered by his rapid and fierce thrusts. "...Slower...so heavy...ah..."
Steven thrustthrusts deeply again, causing her to gasp and moan. Her waist and back suddenly tensed, then went limp. Her nails almost dug into the flesh on his back, and her voice sounded choked with tears, "...Stop...it's too deep..."
He pulled her legs closer to his side and pressed his hip against her buttocks, almost trying to stuff his entire sack in. The whole length went in and out, ravaging her soft cave with savagery, creating a room full of sinful sounds.
Monica's long lashes were dampened by tears, trembling low and wet black hair stuck to her cheeks, her enchanting eyes were misty with water vapor, her red lips slightly parted as she continued to breathe heavily, appearing pitiful yet seductive.
Her slender body moved with the intense thrusts, turning pink with desire all over. Her full and trembling breasts, smooth and tender, were kneaded in his palms nonstop, causing her moans to change in tone, the final notes soft and coquettish, like being immersed in springwaterspring-water.
Steven enjoyed hearing her call out like this, so he became even more relentless. Each thrust was harsher, drilling deeper into her cave. Monica became dizzy and blurred, crying and moaning intermittently, choking on her words as she cursed him as a bastard, a pervert, an animal.
"Baby, have you forgotten who lives in the next room?" Steven bit her earlobe and teasingly chuckled. "It's fine if you curse me, but aren't you afraid he'll hear your voice?"
Monica was startled, instantly remembering that Eric lived in the next room. She desperately wanted to push him away, but their lower bodies were still tightly intertwined, any slight friction would bring immense pleasure.
She struggled a few times, but instead of pushing his organ out, she only made herself feel more tingling and unbearable. Taking advantage of the situation, Steven held onto her waist and continued to thrust forcefully, the intense sound of water resurfacing, and Monica's weak attempts to resist ultimately failedweakened.
She couldn't push him away, but she was also afraid of being discovered. Monica...
Felt Hurry and angry and wanted him to hurry, , afraid to make a sound, biting her lip and whimpering, a layer of moist mist formed in her eyes.
The suppressed gasps obviously added a bit of excitement to the situation. Steven forcefully pushed into Monica's sensitive folds, causing her entire body to tremble. Unable to hold it in, she let out a soft moan and then panicked, covering her mouth.
"It's okay to call out, baby," he broke apart her fingers and kissed them gently, coaxing her, "If it feels good, just let it out, hmm?"
"I...," she gasped, her voice muffled in the palm of her hand, "um... I can't do it anymore..."
"Not do it anymore?" Steven pinched her chin and forced her to stick out her soft and tender tongue, then leaned in and kissed it, his voice sticky and unclear as he chuckled softly, "But your little secret place is so tight, you don't want me to leave, do you?"
Monica's mind was in chaos, and she whimpered in a daze, "No..."
As if to force her to speak, he deliberately thrust into her sensitive spot, repeatedly rubbing his glans against the fragile folds, making her gaspgasp, ing tremble and biting on his shoulder, tightly holding back the almost coming moan.
On one side, there was the repressed pain andof fear of being discovered, and on the other side, her body was being pulled into the ultimate pleasure of desire. Monica's cheeks were flushed with desire, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably, clearly unable to withstand such teasing.
When she tensed up, her delicate entrance trembled and tightened as well, making Steven's lower back tingle. He pulled out his penis, unable to resist, and slapped her greedily pulsating entrance hard, squeezing out a wet liquid.
With a dazed gaze, she whimpered, her delicate and sensitive body trembling uncontrollably, even tighter when he thrust back in, her legs trembling, grinding against his waist, and and she began murmuring, "Steven, brother."
She was both delicate and lascivious.
Steven couldn't hold back and fiercely grabbed her waist, almost completely pounding her senseless.
The pleasure piled up like waves, intensifying to the point where it could not be resisted. Monica's whole body trembled violently, her vision blurry and unfocused, her mind blank.
As he thrust in again, she couldn't hold back anymore, tilting her head back and crying out, her body suddenly tightened, and she gushed out a large wave of liquid from her lower body, unable to be stopped even by his penis, dripping down the shaft and wetting the sheets.
She fell back onto the bed weakly, lost in the climax, unable to recover for a long time, her body still trembling.
She had been fucked until she squirted.
**Chapter 33: Hot Springs**