nd, before I even really gathered and prepared myself, heard the door close, was turned 180 degrees around by big, powerful hands, heard quick kling and the him burst right into me, stretg me out on the inside like a wool sock.

“The storm’s getting closer,” he whispered in my ear between pumps, and then paused.

“I’ll keep you warm,” he whispered, his warm breath sliding over the right side of my neck, over vulnerable nerve endings and thin blood vessels pulsiedly under fragile skin.

I gave myself over to him. I barely knew him but I khat at that moment I wao be nothing more than his. He took off his cotton shirt and suddenly I could feel his bare, scruffy stomach against my bare back as he forced my pelvis against the little metal sink with each thrust.

It seemed to be growing hotter and angrier inside of me. I just khat the sound of my body being forced against the sink and the wall was growing louder, but I couldn’t mao give a shit as I only grew hornier knowing he was inside me, making me warm inside and out.

He kissed my nape and then the left side of my neck where the neck meets the shoulder and then he softly grazed his teeth across the right. A bit of pre-ejaculate pooled in the sink below me and suddenly the little latrine was as warm and as moist as the Amazon rai, even here in the adian north.

I realized that my eyes had been closed the whole time. I opehem and realized I could see us itle mirror in front of me. His skin was red all over and sweaty, his reddish-brown hair was being tossed around by the force of his fug the same way the tawny, bending grasses outside the train were undoubtedly being tossed by the wind. His eyes were as rageful as the storm, which we were starting to hear but didn’t care. The room started to smell so thick with the sweet stehat I could barely breath in without wanting to giggle. We lost trol entirely until I’m sure it started to sound, in that bathroom, like a barn stable of Spanish bulls fighting each other to the death. He ed his arms around my chest and rubbed my nipples with his palms…I simply couldn’t take it anymore. The thought of being opened up to him, being torn up by him, having my ass run over by him like a goddam-train - it was too much. I put my hand on my did started violently stroking the shaft and forcefully rubbing my nuts, and without notig at the time, I started mumbling and moaning and whimpering as loud as I could. I looked in the mirror ond noticed a tear flow down my face because it was all seous.

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