There was no words to describe it. Climaxing, not due to the normal hand stimulation of her clitoris on her own. No. This was climaxing due to the everything going on around her. The sexiness of it. The naughtiness of it. The complete overwhelming tidal wave of debauchery. And the camera capturing it all. When she felt her fingers get squeezed by the convulsions that Amy was going through, along with her head being squeezed between Amy's muscular but smooth thighs, that was it. Her body shook and spasmed herself. Her muscles twitched and her stomach tightened and released, tightened and release and then she let out a loud moan that only vibrated against Amy's quivering and gushing lips more, in return making Amy's climax that much higher. She threw her head back, captured sprays and drops of Amy's cum in her mouth and on her glasses and crossed her legs, her whole body shaking. She would have screamed obscenities if her mouth was not already covered with warm, wet and soft lips.<br/><br/>When Amy fell to her side, dropping the camera, Suzu reached out and wrapped her arms around Amy and held on as wave after wave of heat poured out of her body, making her shudder with each passing wave itself. She had to hold on to something, someone or she felt she was going to fall off the edge of the earth.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>