[ She can't help every moan that he pulls out of her as her body shivers and shakes beneath him while he utterly uses her however he pleases to come to his own finish. Her mind is a haze, and the every second he spends thrusting into her just keeps her there. There is no discomfort in her position, but the only thing keeping her from slumping down is his grip on her skin. ]
[ The thought that he could go further, to bring her to a second doesn't even cross her mind, though she wouldn't have been opposed at all, especially if it meant keeping him inside of her for longer. But then he's pulling free of her, and she can't help the disappointed sound she makes. Why is spilling material away from her...? She manages to move her hand, seemingly reaching for him and his bulge. After what he'd done to her, she'd expected he'd go even further and simply cover her... after all, he was making a mess of everything else. ]
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[ The thought that he could go further, to bring her to a second doesn't even cross her mind, though she wouldn't have been opposed at all, especially if it meant keeping him inside of her for longer. But then he's pulling free of her, and she can't help the disappointed sound she makes. Why is spilling material away from her...? She manages to move her hand, seemingly reaching for him and his bulge. After what he'd done to her, she'd expected he'd go even further and simply cover her... after all, he was making a mess of everything else. ]