She shuddered as his thrusts increased in force, and hearing the sound of her quiet moans and the slapping of their skin only added and heightened Lhurriel's pleasure. She couldn't quite believe how fast and forcefully he moved inside her tight hole; every time he moved, tingles and flashes of pleasure racing up her spine and warming her. If his fingers wandered, Amron would find nipples hard as little pebbles, her sex wet and ready for him.<br/><br/>Lhurriel only whimpered louder when his thrusts deepened. She was panting eagerly, already lost to her lust. She heard him speak, vaguely, but couldn't catch his words.