"Hmm... good girl."<br/><br/>With a rough grunt, the man forces another finger past Rishi's saliva-coated asshole; and once she's taken all three as deep as she possibly can, he presses down against the walls of her bowels and begins to thrust anew. Because of his new angle, he can't use her as roughly as he was before... but that doesn't stop him from trying.<br/><br/>And since he can't thrust as deep or as hard, the man opts to pick up his pace. Sure, he starts out a bit awkward and slow; but once he acclimates to the new position, he falls into a rapid, machine-gun rhythm. And while he may not be mashing her hips against the table any more, the rapid bumping of his waist against his wrist is causing the fingers inside of Rishi to do a very... angry... dance inside of her.