Again, she moaned out as he stroked her deep, roughly pressing against her g-spot, his finger working her clit, everything intensified as the world snapped back into focus. She cried out, tensing, tightening around him, and came, moaning his name, toes curling, hips bucking against him, arching off the wall, every sensation washing over her in a tidal wave, her juices soaking them. She whimpered as she came down, slumped within his arms, panting, eyes opening to stare at him.