now that was much more like it, the strain in her voice, the surprise in her eyes as she watched frist and then felt that inevitable and unbelievable act he was doing. his hand pressed down on her mons to keep her hips to the bed as she bucked and strcugled, the feather twirling about between his fingers to assault the tender flesh she now exposed. he used the thumb of his free hand to strum upon her clitty, right now was all about sensory overload.. bring her as fast and as often as he could without giving her time to rest. make it so that the screams and moans of pleasure and pain left her lungs burning, the muscle contractions from the body wracking orgasms to come  left her drained and sore.