She was hyperventilating now and any pleas or words had become coughed out hic-ups, broken protestations and the gagging need for air. However, the longer he stood looking, the more his presence seemed to saturate the environment with its psychic aura. In the next thrust was a smaller deposit, though the orgasm again put pain to his motions, halting him in order to let another great wave of pleasure subside. Mason had no space inside himself for the internal life of others. As his thoughts became more intense, Jennifer, bit by bit, began to feel that something wasn’t right. “You need to get out of my house right now Mason,” a tremor in her voice, unable to keep her tone’s composure. Mason’s eyes were alight with the full impression of what he intended to do to her. She squealed with the tug of the hair and he told her again to shut her fuckin’ mouth, now dragging her down onto the mattress. Still though, it was probably no more than about 25 minutes, but on and on
