Primrose lifted her head a little when Edmund kept thrusting hard into her honeypot. Her legs wrapped around him tightly, and if he wasn't holding her up, she would probably melt right into the floor.
Edmund bit her neck the moment she looked up, making Primrose even more aroused and forget all the things that had happened to them that day.
For a moment, she didn't even care if her voice could be heard by the people outside, although deep down, she hoped that wouldn't happen or she wouldn't be able to face anyone tomorrow.
Edmund suddenly stepped forward, pressing her back against the wall so he could move more freely. He pounded her needy, throbbing honeypot again and again, and it was so wet that the mix of her love juice and his seed dripped down to the floor.
"Are you alright?" Edmund asked between his heavy breaths. He slowed his movements for a moment, making sure he wasn't putting too much pressure on her stomach.
