[She lets out a low, hoarse little sound that could be a laugh, or could be a moan, and then she lowers herself onto him.]
[She's already wet - soaking, really - and the feeling of actually being filled answers that deep, insane craving in her. She manages to push herself onto him three, maybe four times, before her orgasm, already close from his work with his mouth, sweeps over her.]
[It doesn't stop her. Even as she cries out - at full volume, her face contorting with pleasure - she goes on riding him, fucking him hard, just as he asked, while waves of bliss crash through her, her pussy clenching around him, her breath coming ragged and fast.]
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[She's already wet - soaking, really - and the feeling of actually being filled answers that deep, insane craving in her. She manages to push herself onto him three, maybe four times, before her orgasm, already close from his work with his mouth, sweeps over her.]
[It doesn't stop her. Even as she cries out - at full volume, her face contorting with pleasure - she goes on riding him, fucking him hard, just as he asked, while waves of bliss crash through her, her pussy clenching around him, her breath coming ragged and fast.]