Try and keep things quiet.

With Lawan out of the room, Piya switches back into her wanton sex goddess mode, this time with added claws. Her teeth sink into my neck as her nails tear into my back. Piya only letting go of the skin with her mouth to let out one of her ‘getting well fucked’ screams. It seems holding it in for so long before has bottled all the noise she would normally make inside her and its aching to get out. Piya holds as much of her weight from me as I use her tight ass as a holding cup, knocking her roughly against her wooden door with each thrust.

I’m actually a little concerned about the noise we might be making with Lawan’s new boyfriend downstairs. I don’t see any other way to get Piya to keep her screams down other than clamping my hand over her mouth. It works for a few moments until Piya starts to cum and bites down on my hand, forcing me to snatch my hand away as she screams once again.

Seeking a place to hide with all the sounds Piya is making I carry her into her attached bathroom and close the door behind us and place her onto the bathroom cabinet. The counter has the added benefit of giving me something to rest Piya on as well as giving me the most incredible view of my cock sliding in and out of Piya’s tight pussy as we fuck. Piya turns the taps on full bore beside her to cover up our sound as I lift her legs up over my shoulders and pin them back against the mirror next to Piya’s head.

I’m able to work at a fast pace in this position and listen as our bodies slap together in repetitive slapping sounds.

The erotic nature of Lawan and my eye contact earlier, as well as the intense feeling of fucking Piya animalistically, quickly brings me to climax.

Piya knows I’m close by the way my strokes start to get short and frantic as well as the ahh-ahh sound escaping my mouth. Encouraging me she calls out, “yes, that’s it. Fuck that cum into me. Don’t pull out!”

I let go of Piya’s ankles and start to blow my load inside her, my hips pressed right against the vanity and her ass. Letting go of her legs though makes Piya’s legs drop down to my waist, her right foot catching in the shower curtain next to us and ripping it and the rod from its mounting. The metal bar catches me in the head as I continue to cum. Adrenaline and orgasm preventing me from focusing on anything other than my dick pulsing inside Piya well-coated snatch.

As I pull out completed I notice a trickle of blood running down my chest, just as my seed starts to trickle from between Piya’s gooey lips. Looking into the mirror I see a small gash in my left eyebrow that has run down onto my cheek and dripped off my chin.

Piya noticing it too, “Ahh honey. Look what we did!” as she grabs a handtowel and presses it to my face to stop the bleeding.

It’s a while before we are able to bring the bleeding under control, Piya believing I need some stitches and should go to the hospital. We have a quick shower to wash the sex smell off us and make our way downstairs, Piya offering to drive me to the nearest hospital.

Before we leave the house though Piya looks for Lawan to tell her where we’re going. We find her alone in the living room, her boyfriend not here.

“Where’s your boyfriend La-la? I was hoping to meet him,” Piya asks Lawan.

“He heard the noise you two were making and felt uncomfortable and left,” Lawan says irritably, her arms crossed defensively, “God, I’m never going to get laid!”

Noticing a new red mark on Lawan’s neck I say, “well he can’t have felt too uncomfortable. Is that a hickey on your neck?”

Blushing and turning to look at me, Lawan notices the cut above my eye and is instantly concerned, “what happened to you?”

“We had a little accident in the bathroom,” Piya tries to cover for exactly how I came to have a gash on my head.

“You two really are freaks in bed,” Lawan comments, not falling for Piya explanation.

With her new guy gone, Lawan insists on coming to the hospital with us and sits in the backseat with me so she can keep an eye on my condition or so she says.