[ She yells out a moan and then another as he pushes harder and deeper. Her own hips start trying to meet his faster. Yes, oh fuck yes, anything he can give she's going to take, return, and take again. Normally she's so worried about him and what he wants but she's gone. She's totally gone and lost in him and how good he feels and her skin already feeling like it's on fire. His name spills out with every other thrust or after an oh or oh fuck if she can make her brain string that many words together. One hand does come up to tangle in his hair, keep that mouth on her. She doesn't care how or what you're doing but fuck don't stop. Do not stop. ]
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