Without any further ado, he ripped open her clothes and pushed her against the wall with her back facing towards him. It did not take more than a couple of seconds for him to pull down his pants and enter her vigorously.
For the next ten minutes, the room was filled with their noises and he kept going without any break till he came inside her. He pulled up his pants and she tried to cover her assets with whatever was left of her torn clothes.
Her eyes remained vacant, not because she was selling her body for the first time or she was not used to the animalistic behavior of men but because she craved for as little as a peck from them as she had been hungry for any gesture of love or affection since ages.
This post has been written for Lillie McFerrin Writes - Five Sentence Fiction.This week's word: Hunger.
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