"<span style="color: purple">I need you...</span>"<br/><br/>Fanya gripped the bed sheets in her fists and thrust down up the invading fingers of Becca's hand, her teeth gritted, gleaming white against her reddish face, her eyes pleading into Becca's own. Her mind was lost, only her instinct remained and her body told Fanya what it wanted... she growled,<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">All of you... </span>"<br/><br/>Her depths squeezed her fingers even though she was still floating in the valley of her last climax and slowly climbing her way back up to the next. She road those fingers of hers, smacking her inner thighs against Becca's hand, her eyes rolled back and then opened again, pleading with her irises.... that changed color!<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">inside... </span>"<br/><br/>Fanya's irises turned yellow, which against the reddish orange backdrop of her face, gave her a particularly feline look.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">everywhere...</span>"<br/><br/>She lifted her hips up and then bucked them down the bed again, trying to get more of Becca's fingers into her body, using the fisted bed sheets as support, she arched her back and pushed her chest against Becca's hanging breasts, squeezing together and then dropping. Then suddenly Fanya's neck craned up and lifted her arched body again as she thrust Becca's fingers into her, the walls of her depths trying to crush those fingers inside her, her head moved forward and her teeth came to rest to Becca's neck. There she bit, hard... not hard enough to break skin but hard enough to shock, her teeth feeling the blood flow furiously fast through Becca's carotid artery, the rush and pulse of blood sending Fanya into a state of frenzy, she growled as she moaned and whispered in Becca's ear... "<span style="color: purple">turn...</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>