Chapter 109 All You Have to Do Is Stab Him to Death

• I and Evelyn spent a good two hours on it while controlling the rhythm. My waist felt like a foreign object by that point. Although I did have experience with a prolonged period of sex, I had a break in between which I didn’t have tonight, and it was a continuous wave of assault. My waist was giving out, and Evelyn more so.
• The sensation of rubbing myself against stockings left me feeling passionate and satisfied, but Evelyn who was on the receiving end felt even better. There were pools of sticky fluid on the floor where she lay on, and she could do nothing but pant. I picked her up after smoking a cigarette.
• “No. Please, stop. I’ve had enough, and I’m satisfied.” Evelyn was obviously afraid of another assault, and her pale complexion was mingled with fear.