Imari was having trouble with concious thought at the moment her entire being focused on Kaim and the sensation of him moving into her over and over again. When he adjusted his thrusting to also be upwards Imari moaned loudly at the small orgasm she experienced when he hit that sweet spot in which so few men know to even pay attention to. Her hips began to move in unison with his thrusts her arms staying wrapped about his neck as she could not get enough of the sensation that Kaim. How his skin felt against her own, his scent, the sound of his panting breath, the small noises of pleasure he made every time he pushed back into her.<br/><br/>She wanted to experience it all at the same time over and over again for the rest of her life if she could, having Kaim at her side and in her life. How long this was going to last she was not sure but she felt something building in her with each thrust making her want the next even more. When she began panting for it faster and moaning out his name she was not sure. It just suddenly occurred to her that she was doing so as she got progressively louder and louder, her arms and body starting to tense more and more until it felt like a dam of pleasure was broken within her and cried out loudly her pleasure without a care to the world. She felt herself squeezing his manhood hard with each thrust that continued after causing ripples of pleasure to course through her till that was all there was.<br/><br/>Just Kaim and the pleasure he was giving her....