[ She holds back from making any noises, flustered by each of them. It wouldn't be fair for him to do all the work so she responds, moving her hips against his, arching her back off the couch. With her, it's easy to find a rhythm, picking the pace up slightly. This won't last long, she knows, but it feels amazing right now. And, maybe later, they can try for another round. ] G-gods.
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