She's vaguely aware that there are other people in the house, thus the reason to keep their love making relatively contained as far noise though. Yet again the thought occurs to her that she has a god keeping a lid on his moans of gratification in her bed. She's also watering down her own breathy sighs, moans, groans and all the other sounds that can be made during intercourse. She bucks her hips a little bit, causing his member to rub a little harder against her walls as he settles into a rhythm. She feels warmth spread through her, different and yet almost the same as arousal. She leans forward a little to tease the top of his ear with her teeth while he once again gives her breasts some love.