She crawled on all fours on the bed, inviting Reynaldo to climb up behind her and fuck her from behind.
He got behind her, his chest pressed against her back. He kissed her neck and shoulder.
“Tonight, my love,” Samia said. “I want you to treat me like a slut. Like I’m nothing but a common whore.”
Reynaldo chuckled, his breath hot on her skin. "Is that what you want, Samia?"
She nodded; her eyes locked on the flickering torchlight that cast shadows on the walls.
He slapped her ass, and she gasped. She wasn’t sure what she’d expected, but a spanking wasn’t it.
“You’re a naughty girl, Samia.”
“Mmm.” She leant her head down, lying on her cheek with her ass pushed up. Reynaldo spanked her several more times.
“What are you?”
“Mmm. I’m a slut.”
Reynaldo climbed up behind her again. She took his cock in her hand, guiding it to her entrance. It was so firm.
He began to thrust into her, slowly at first, his hips moving in a rhythm that drove her wild. She moaned, her head thrown back, feeling the pleasure building within her.
The words he spoke next sent a shiver down her spine. "You're mine, aren't you?"
She mewled, her hips bucking against his in response. "Yes, Reynaldo. Yours."
He gripped her waist tightly, his thrusts becoming harder, faster. She could feel his arousal growing. He slapped her tits, then groped them, rubbing the nipples between finger and thumb.
He continued to thrust harder and harder, each thrust driving her deeper into the mattress. Her head thrashed from side to side, her moans cried out loudly.
“You’re my slut, aren’t you?” he whispered, his voice low and seductive.
Samia's hips bucked uncontrollably, her body arching as she cried out in ecstasy. "Yes, Reynaldo. I'm your slut. I’m your whore. That’s all I am."
He slammed into her one last time, his thrusts becoming a violent release. He groaned, the sound echoing off the walls of their small room.
As they lay entwined on the bed, their bodies still heaving from the passion they had just shared, Samia couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. The stress of their journey seemed to fade away, replaced by the warmth and security of Reynaldo's embrace.
Outside, the city guards patrolled the streets, their footsteps echoing in the quiet night. But for now, for these few moments, they were safe, their love for each other a shield against the dangers that lay ahead.
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