He pushed in, slid out then slammed back in. Going through the motions with no thoughts or feelings. This was a just a way for him to release his pent-up anger. A small part of him also hoped she would know and die a little inside. The woman beneath him whimpered, drawing his attention back to her. Sydney noticed the tears streaming down her temples and into her hair. Reaching out, he caught a drop and stared at it as if it was something fascinating.
"Am I that good?" The woman cried harder. Up until that moment, he hadn't been interested but there was something about a crying woman that turned him on. His c**k came alive, swelling with need. Suddenly, it wasn't just about getting a release. He started enjoying himself. With each thrust, she cried harder, turning him on further. Sydney i
