[ The moan of approval William receives at his groping quickly lulls into an mewl, the additional sensation doing quite well in escalating the pleasure, driving her closer to the edge, herself. It isn't just the manhandling, the depth at which he takes her, or even the way her cock rubs between their bellies-- it's the closeness of their bodies, the way his arms wrap around her, and feeling the heave of his chest under hers.
Her hips begin to spasm just so, the heat of their passion settling into her, warm, deep, comforting-- and yet, teetering along that edge dangerously. She whimpers ans gasps, lids pressed shut, forehead rested atop his. ]
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Her hips begin to spasm just so, the heat of their passion settling into her, warm, deep, comforting-- and yet, teetering along that edge dangerously. She whimpers ans gasps, lids pressed shut, forehead rested atop his. ]