[ There's something of a chuckle on her breath, but that's cut short all too quickly by the jolt of her body and thrust of his hips. It sends a wake through her, as she clings desperately onto the bedding for some sense of grounding - pulls a cry out of her, instead. ]
Perhaps I do... [ Though she tries, her voice jumps and trembles. ] I-- ah, don't want it to end.
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Perhaps I do... [ Though she tries, her voice jumps and trembles. ] I-- ah, don't want it to end.