Barbara's incoherent ramblings and increasing moans filled the room as he mercilessly fucked her. The labia of her vaginal opening flipped and turned with each thrust of his cock and she twisted her slender waist, occasionally tossing her hair, causing her breasts to shake irregularly.
After what felt like hundreds of thrusts, Barbara lay on the bar counter, continuously shouting, "I can't take it anymore, Jack, I'm going to die."
Her body moved with the rhythm of Jack's thrusts, her moans getting louder and louder.
A rush of hot, lustful fluids gushed out, spraying on his cock, and Jack felt his glans tingling from the sensation. The intense stimulation brought out his primal instincts, and he no longer held back, using rough thrusts and fierce strokes, grinding against her cervix and varying his speed to tease her.
Barbara's body seemed to be filled with desire, and with a sudden burst of energy, she sat up abruptly.
