[It won't be long at this rate. Once he's inside, her hand moves to her clit, rubbing it hard in time with his hips. She grips his hair with her other hand and wraps her legs around him. A wild energy thrums through her veins, threatening to rip her apart and the only thing she can think is now. This isn't a pace that's meant to be savored.
Come on come on come on! She digs her nails into his head and grunts, wordless but far from silent encouragement to keep going, push faster, bite harder.
And then finally -- finally -- she tips over, spills, tumbles screaming over that cliff.]
⊕ Friday!
Come on come on come on! She digs her nails into his head and grunts, wordless but far from silent encouragement to keep going, push faster, bite harder.
And then finally -- finally -- she tips over, spills, tumbles screaming over that cliff.]