Lasciel stretched like a contented cat on being flipped onto her back, then arched slowly as Samuel cranked up the teasing. There was more telltale smearing over his cock just by rubbing lengthwise between her folds; she was more than ready. Soft as the caresses over her breasts were, they made her nipples harden right before his eyes, and her breath was growing more ragged.<br/><br/>'So glad you want both, like me,' she said, her eyes half-closed but fixed on his. 'Let me turn around, then, and pound me like the bitch in heat you want me to be... I want to see your face when you cum.'