There was a difference between her and Brooke. Perhaps it was because this was more painful to her, or maybe it was because she was a woman. However, Luna found herself no where near an orgasm. The only pleasure she was getting was from her sister who occasionally ran her tongue across her clit. She kept sobbing as he thrusted deeper and deeper. He was inches away from her cervix, but she didn't know if she could take him any more of him inside her.