Her emerging empathy picks a few moments show up. She can feel his life, his willingness to bring her only pleasure. A wave of pressure shoots through her when their bodies arc together. She arcs with him as he hits a certain spot within her. She can feel pressure building, along with the warmth intensifying in her chest. She feels him growl, the pressure growing more as he pushes harder against her vaginal walls.<br/><br/>Finally, the pressure becomes too much. She let's out a cry that there isn't a chance of quieting down, her fingers digging into his skin again as she experiences a whole new series of pleasure. The energy that she had been feeling spreads to over take her whole body. She becomes a being of light, her hair which had formerly been sprawled across the pillow becomes mist. The light she puts of pulses with the waves of pleasure rolling through her. Is this no quieting down her moans as they happen either.