Clara bit his hand in an attempt to stifle an audible moan.

-Don't cover your mouth, I want to hear you- Dixon said behind her with a hard thrust. The sound of her buttocks slapping against his groin was extremely audible. This time she couldn't hold back her moan since he had held her hand and could only hold onto the shower wall with his chest.

-Soft, it hurts, animal, AH- Clara gasped, trembling. If it weren't for the male's arm around her waist she would surely collapse. Her legs could bare