Cin draws her legs up.  Through with you so tall her feet barely rest upon your shoulders.   With the sloshing sound of her wetness now adding to the slapping sound of her backside against the metal table.    As your strokes became more rhythm driven  The spinning  has subsided,   through her hands still clutch the edge of the table.     As she is lulled into the pure raw pleasure of wanton desires in the heat of the moment.   Which in a strange way is like a tranquility affect upon her for the moment.<br/><br/>Through in one act,  that bliss moments of just simply enjoying your cock ramming in and out of her.  She sudden lurch with a sudden impulse as her hips buck.   For when your fingers go to tease her clitoral hood, the fleshy nub.  While you continued to stroke in and out of her.   It is like a lightning rod of pure pleasure shoots through her lower regions.    Causing a loud unintelligent gasp of delight to escape.