Lana glowed, both from Steve’s compliments as well as the attention he was paying to her breasts.  Keeping his mouth and both hands busy, the sensations he was causing everywhere were almost too much.  Lana’s moans grew louder, quickly, as she bounced up and down on the cock within her.<br/><br/>Her hands in his hair, she gripped tightly, holding on.  No longer caring about who could or could not see them, Lana’s head fell back, her hair hanging.  Between his fingers on her clit and his shaft inside her, she knew it wouldn’t be much longer before she crested, falling into bliss.<br/><br/>Bringing her mouth to his ear, she whispered, “I’m going to cum,” almost apologetically, as the waves began to take her, the walls of her pussy trembling, the muscles in her legs tightening, pulling her knees in to his hips.<br/><br/>A moan escaped her mouth, into his ear, lasting as long as the waves that caused it.  Lana was lost, her bouncing turned in to grinding on his cock, the walls of her pussy attempting to coax his cum from him.