Their motions were constant, with each doing their utmost to find their own pleasure while ensuring they pleased their partner as best as possible. Each time Zipp moved her hips up, she clenched her vaginal walls down onto Hitch's cock, clinging onto him before relaxing as she slammed back down. She slumped over, gasping and groaning as the pleasure became too intense to sit up while riding him. He took advantage of the change of her posture, shifting his hands from her hips to her asscheeks, caressing her plump flanks in his grasp as they continued their rut. Delivering the occasional smack, making her tighten all the more around him each time he did so, Hitch began to feel himself rocketing toward a climax.