She moans and would have collapsed, if she had to hold herself up at that moment. Thankfully she was already resting on her shoulder, twisted, against the bed. She listens to him as he speaks, her eyes still closed, a light sheen of sweat glistening over her form.<br/><br/>She cries out as he thrusts harder, the pounding verging on pain, but still pleasurable. Whimpering now with his thrusts, she gasps as he continues speaking, still talking as he takes her ass. She cries out louder still, her form twisting back to face the bed, allowing her back to arch, groaning out as she climaxes again so soon after the last.