As her voice failed her, the veiled woman was at the mercy of his unleashed thrusts, slamming into her tight, sopping pushy, his hands grasping the sheets tightly, grasping on her tits, his fingers wrappinga round and pinching on her nipples. He pulled on them, and slapped on her breast harshly, his hips drilling into the vulnerable hole like a machine. All too familiar, all too easy for him to slide into he abused the willing hole. Locks mouth leaned low , starting to bit into her like he was a savage beast, marking his prey, no, one of his harem. She was just another woman tangled in his web of desire.