Knightmare27
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He had to hold her down forcibly in order to teach her this lesson, and he had to do so with quite a bit of force; the farther he went in, the more agitated she got because she was just too tight for him. "Courage, my wife, courage", he hissed into her ear. He did not slow down a bit, though. He was a harsh teacher, and so he even picked up some speed and rammed in so hard that the desk shook and her entire upper body was shoved over its surface again and again as he kept pounding. Some drops of sweat fell onto his hands, or maybe they were tears. He was starting to sweat, too, but he was not crying: His shouts of pleasure got louder and louder.