Sarah had picked the ring to prolong his pleasure, to make this little seduction she had attempted memorable, for this part of it at least.  What she hadn’t anticipated was that the little part on the ring made for her pleasure, would hit the right spot over and over again, each time she moved against him.<br/><br/>She felt his knees drawing up behind her, the angle changing ever so slightly as he surged higher.  She threw her head back, arching her back, as she met him thrust for thrust.  That little ribbed bit of plastic bumping against its target.  Tiny little guttural noises starting quietly at the back of her throat and grew louder with each thrust, each clench of her muscles tightening around him.<br/><br/>She gave into the wild abandon that surged through her, pressing down harder to meet his surge upwards.   She cried out as she soared upwards, her muscles clenching around him tightly.<br/>