<span style="color: DarkRed"><i>"You want effort, uhg, yes? I'll showh you, uhh, effort."</i></span><br/><br/>Thuren says, between guttural noises. He reaches out, each hand grabbing one half of her ample rump, and slowly but firmly tries to pull her down onto his now throbbing tool, at the same time bracing his elbows against the floor and leaning up, betting that she won't really cut his throat, only draw a little blood. Not that he has much of a choice, he's reaching the point where he desperately needs to fuck something, hard, and her moist cunt is drawing his attention like a beacon.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>