I’m sprawled on the bed, panties and a t-shirt. You know the kind, round the house shirt, tattered and faded. I’m surrounded by books and paperwork deeply immersed in study.

I don’t notice you standing there. I don’t see you staring intently at my exposed ass.

I do notice you sit roughly beside me. You give me a nudge which results in a annoyed sideways glance.

I do notice when you push my panties high up into my ass crack and growl. Fingertips dig in as you grab flesh. You growl again.

That causes my cunt to throb.

I do notice you when your hand sharply connects with my ass. I let out a yelp and look even more annoyed.

You like it when I’m feisty. My mood fuels you to continue a reign of fire upon ass cheeks that now redden.

Now I am angry. I let out a growl of my own.

You flip me over causing papers and books to fly everywhere.

I can see the lust in your eyes as one hand tears my panties off and one hand unzips jeans to release a hungry cock.

I don’t notice the books strewn across the floor as you begin to fuck me with a ferventness that leaves me mewling and gasping for breath.