Agnes watched intently, taking in every detail of the rough sex scene unfolding before her. If it were her being thrust into like that, she doubted she could have endured it without fainting. Olivia was truly a physical marvel.
The girl emerged from the private booth, smiling, once she'd recovered. What she didn't know was that her friend's mind had reached such a heightened state of pleasure that she could barely be considered fully conscious.
Now grabbing Olivia by the wrists and pulling her body back, Pablo continued his even more forceful thrusts. If anything defined fucking a woman, it was what Pablo was doing.
Releasing one of the girl's hands, the vampire began pressing, touching, and applying pressure to specific points on the flight attendant's body. Olivia wasn't in a state of mind to question what the man was doing to her; she only knew that an even greater wave of pleasure washed over her from the tips of her toes to the top of her head.
