An hour after yet another round of one-sided sex I was no less sure there was no love left, just frustration and pain. I went to the bedroom where Penelope was asleep and got onto my bed, kneeling to reach over her. The arousal was incredibly intense for me, bringing me to the verge of some kind of release very quickly, the tension mounting as quickly as Penelope was fading. I landed hard on Penelope, straddling her upper belly with an impact that knocked her air out. Penelope slumped completely limp under me, her hands coming off my wrists when her arms flopped out. I rode Penelope’s struggling body, my chest on her pancaked tits and my groin against her soft belly. I dug my thumbs into the center of Penelope’s neck with all my strength, our struggle twisting her head back and forth.
