Further speech stolen from her by the savagery of Cat's fucking, Ianthe just groaned as his teeth closed on her shoulder, a blissful shudder coursing through her slim body at the contrasting pain and pleasure. Between that and his sudden withdrawal she was left boneless and dazed, unable to either resist or protest when he flipped her over, ass up and face down -- and when he thrust back into her and began rutting with renewed ferocity, she struggled to keep herself semi-upright, her hair in tangles and cloaking her face, and her toned rear reddening with the force of his body slapping into hers. Nearly of its own accord, one of her hands slipped between her legs, and she began to skate fingertips over her clitoris as she was used; and as his thrusting pulled ever more breathless mewling grunts from her throat, her pussy began to clench and spasm around his cock as her climax arrived in spite of her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>