In the way that she bites at your cheek as she drives her fist into your gut, you can tell.
In the way she lets her bare tits linger against yours when ever the opportunity arises, you sense it.
In the way her heart beats ever so fast when she smothers you with her breasts, you know.
That she is turned on by the pain she causes you, by the way your face looks contorted in pain, and the way you whimper when she twists either nipple or clit.
It would disgust you, if you didn’t feel that same way – if you weren’t growing more and more wet with every punishment she inflicts upon your body.
Who are these girls?