"Please stop this torture, I need that rod of yours now."  Her mind was clouded red in lust  as she spread her legs lewdly on the desk, causing her nether lips to part.  Raynes hands would start trying to undo his robe and pants as the robe caused her to writhe and squirm beneath him.  To her it felt like her entire body was on fire and in need of being released.  The only thing she felt could do anything for her was Deno and he just seemed to be making it worse.