The bell jingled again, but Jerry didn't stop. His hips slammed into Caroline's ass with rhythmic force, each thrust driving her body against the glass counter. Her breasts pressed into the display case, smearing against the cool surface, her palms flat on the glass as she tried to brace herself. The collar around her throat clinked against the counter with every impact.

A man's voice cut through the wet sounds of Jerry's fucking. "Busy morning, Jerry?"