[ Her nails scrape gently over his lower stomach, adjusting to his initial rhythm as she presses down onto him, biting the bottom of her lip as she feels the tight fit, how he hits deeper with that buck of his hips. She awkwardly jerks back at that, but soon her entire body moves with him, her thighs compressing on either side of him. Yes, this is the heat that's needed, and she works to make sure it's prolonged in its build up.
As she leans forward, she rubs herself further on him. Her breaths soon turn into pants, drawing quicker than she has before. The smile she wears is an ironic one, one that shows that even she can't believe that they're doing this, and what's more, that she's thoroughly enjoying it all the same. ]
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As she leans forward, she rubs herself further on him. Her breaths soon turn into pants, drawing quicker than she has before. The smile she wears is an ironic one, one that shows that even she can't believe that they're doing this, and what's more, that she's thoroughly enjoying it all the same. ]