Freira tried to reach for something to hold on to but the man behind her who is thrusting incessantly was making it difficult to do so. Her mouth parted, feeling him getting close since he was getting faster and it was starting to get hurt down there. She gritted her teeth when he suddenly grabbed her hair and pulled it down so he could have access to her face. He licked her cheek and she tried so hard not to flinch.
Finally, she felt him go stiff.
His grip on her hair loosened. He was heaving as he discarded and she felt his liquid trail down her thighs. She fixed herself before facing him, seeing that he was smiling widely already.
"I shall come back tomorrow," he said then pressed a kiss on her lips before taking his leave when he was done making himself proper.
That man had bee
