[Oh, there's still a good amount worth saying but it's sidelined in favor of the second - third? Fourth??? Who knows. - earth shattering orgasm of the night. And it's exactly because he's not in her that she claws at the sheets, body twisting in towards his as if that might do him some good.]
Ma-sa --
[She can't even get the rest of his name out, it's so difficult to speak around all of her groans and thin whimpers, and maybe it's all this fantasy talk that puts such a depraved, lustful expression on her face - or maybe it's just that even though she's cumming, gripping the sheets and hips wiggling down onto the toy, her scent hasn't abated in the least. There's no sign that she'll ebb into the cuddly afterglow - not until he goes there with her, maybe.]
who asked for this fresh hell
Ma-sa --
[She can't even get the rest of his name out, it's so difficult to speak around all of her groans and thin whimpers, and maybe it's all this fantasy talk that puts such a depraved, lustful expression on her face - or maybe it's just that even though she's cumming, gripping the sheets and hips wiggling down onto the toy, her scent hasn't abated in the least. There's no sign that she'll ebb into the cuddly afterglow - not until he goes there with her, maybe.]