As much as most girls claimed that size wasn't important? They were all liars. Because Kyle was big, and he was big everywhere. Granted, she'd only been with one other partner but now she knew that size... did make a difference. She liked how much more force he had and she loved how he was pounding into her so hard that his cock was hitting her womb, threatening to break through. Any other girl would probably be crying from pain by now. Sol on the other hand? Was getting off on it.
He put his hand in her hair and he was moaning but she breathed out, "Pull..." She wanted him to pull her hair. Reaching forward she bit his neck. When he pulled at her hair she held onto the skin at his neck a second before letting go. With the change in his breathing she couldn't help but give out a small throaty laugh.
After she did that though he did pound her a little harder. She groaned and said his name. It was practically a mantra on her lips, her saying his name over and over.
The sound of her ass hitting the wall after he threw his weight into her was a turn on. When he started to speed up her eyes met his with total passion. "Mark me." She said and he bit her but he wanted him to draw blood from her if he wished it. She wanted to be a little uncomfortable tomorrow after he left so she'd be reminded of what he did to her physically. Hopefully he felt the same thing because she was sure that by now she had drawn blood from her nails down his back.