The sounds they created were intoxicating, only barely audible above the pounding of her heart in her ears. That sound would lessen only slightly when he grabbed her neck, making her breathing more labored, heavier, as she panted for air with her tongue sticking out. Moans would still escape her throat as she felt him throbbing inside of her, nearing his climax, feeling the stiffening hardness plunge deeper and deeper into her, hitting all the spots that would cause her own finish to come ever nearer.<br/><br/>Then, all too suddenly, she felt him loose her throat and grab her arms and guide her backwards, forcing a gasp of surprise from her, besides the myriad of other lewd noises that would expel from her mouth. The new angle made the blood rush to her head, her moans becoming raspier as her breasts bounced in a full display to the ceiling, and to him, with each of his pumps. She felt the fire in her for a second time ignite to a larger degree hotter than the first. Her teeth clenched as she whined out, feeling him coming over his edge and into her, filling her, spraying her walls and cervix with the warm substance. And the animalistic groan that came from him shook her to her core as she let her own orgasm wash over her, this one more powerful than her first. She trembled with him, over him, her walls clenching around him, as if pulling him and everything he had to offer into her. Her whole body was quaking, riding out this climax until absolute completion, forcing her hips to rock, twitching back and forth in a grinding motion on his lap, eliciting more gasping moans, turned into almost small cries, from her throat.