<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/20/26427_-_Hellgate_London.jpg)</div><br/>"My name's Miya," she said, her words cut off between croons, soft murmurs of sweetest pleasure and gasps to keep enough breath.  For all her bravado, she was clearly enjoying herself, and her body shivered in delight as the trembling pleasure built in her body.<br/><br/>Leaving Bel's breasts to bounce in time, one hand stroked dutifully against her clit, the other sliding around to her tush and ensuring that the pair were evenly matched up and able to keep the rhythm going even as Miya sped up her hips in demand to ramp up the penetration.  Miya fought so hard to keep up that mask of arrogance, but she was far too close to an orgasm to do so with any degree of believability.  "Remember it.  Scream it if you like."