There was a vindictive spark in her red eyes as she squeezed his throat with controlled pressure. Her hips were bucking and grinding on him, her breathing hot and heavy as she desperately strained for release. She could feel the bed creaking, then wobbling, then a crack as the top fell, shifting their weight. His cock hit her from a different angle as his head hit the bulkhead and her thighs tightened on either side of him, her pussy clenching as she let out a strangled moan, an orgasm making her body shiver even as she began to laugh.<br/><br/>They'd broken the bed and she felt sorry for causing him to hit his head but it was funny too. She leaned forward, her head on his chest as her shoulders shook with laughter. "I'm sorry. Next bed I get will be made of metal, I promise."