So much harder that the desk actually started sliding toward the wall with every powerful thrust. Carrie screamed, a raw, broken sound that was half pleasure and half pain. It started as a high-pitched cry that cracked in her throat, then turned into a deep, guttural moan as the overwhelming sensation of being stretched and filled so completely hit her all at once. Her voice echoed in the small motel room, raw and desperate, as if she couldn't decide whether to beg me to stop or to fuck her even harder.
"AGHHH… EVAN!"
My cock slammed into her tight asshole, stretching her open with each deep thrust. The wet, filthy sounds of my hips slapping against her ass mixed with the creaking of the desk as it scraped across the floor. I was pounding her so hard that her whole body jolted forward with every impact, her heavy tits swinging wildly beneath her as she gripped the edge of the desk for dear life.
