<div class="floatleft">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/033/2/9/Insane_by_ValentinaKallias.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Nionette Carter<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Apartment 2D<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Kaleb<br/><strong>Date</strong>: July 28th 2012<br/><strong>Time</strong>:7(ish) A.M.<br/><hr/><br/>It was like he was looking for her weaknesses... trying to destroy her, to send her self control in to a downward spiral until her body gave out, unable to take any more of what he was giving her. Squeals became low moans, and whimpers became breathless pants as Nette gripped and clawed at the couch, her small body easily moving with his own, urging him on. When he told her to hang on, she wasn't entirely sure what he meant, but when he lifted her, she let out a squeal of surprise, blue eyes going wide. Suddenly, the depth and angle had changed and Nette was shuddering in pleasure everytime he moved her on his length.<br/><br/>Her sex all but dripped around him as he rotated inside of her, pushing her to a new height she hadn't felt in some time. Her clients rarely cared about her pleasure, after all, and so now here with him... she was recieving all too rare pleasure and treatment at his hands (not to mention his cock). Biting her lower lip to keep from screaming, she moved with him, following the guidance of his hands and hips until he suddenly lowered her and then switched position. Finding herself straddling him, facing away from him in reverse cowgirl brought a soft gasp from her, but a moment later she was moving.<br/><br/>His finger on her clit made her sex spasm slightly around him in response to each touch, and as they kissed, she turned, lifting off of him for a moment so she could face him. Straddling him once more, her mouth met his again in a hungry, eager manner before she was lowering herself down, then plunging him deep in to her. He hit the back of her, brushing her womb and pulling a long, low cry from her throat before she was riding him, a mixture of instinct and learned skill giving them both the most pleasure she could manage. Every rock and lift of her hips brushed him across that button hidden deep within her body and as she let her head fall back, skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat, she felt her orgasm nearing.<br/><br/>"Oh... god..." she panted, and simultaneously began to ride him harder. "Fuck me..." she whispered to him, looking down at him as her hands braced on his chest. "Cum for me, Kale... fill me up!" she breathed before she was suddenly clamping down around him, her pussy milking him, gripping and squeezing in a manner that rivaled a virgin's tightness. A soft cry left her as her head fell back, one hand tangling in her dark hair while the other balled in to a fist, gripping the thick fabric of his hoodie. "Fu-uck..."