[ 2B wants to remain lost in the pistoning of his hips, the thick, torturous drag of his cock commanding all of her attention and causing her to see stars behind her eyes. She can't feel the blunted head of his crown hit her every time he bottoms out in her cunt, and her cries morph into borderline screams every time he hits a specific area inside of her. 2B practically gushes with her want of him, leaving what she's sure is a puddle of fluid pooling beneath her ass upon the tables surface as 9S' movements seemingly seek to cause her juices to cascade down her inner thighs.
Fisting the hand she has in his hair, 2B tilts her head backwards as the sensation of his pounding her threatens to overwhelm her, her moans and cries growing loud enough that they reverberate throughout the room. 2B can't imagine doing this with anyone else, and every stilted verbalization on her part only seems to emphasize that fact. She's always adored him, of course, but in this moment she feels almost as if she worships him, the thrust of his hips causing her to sing her adulation.
At what he says next, 2B struggles to speak, desperation coloring her tone. ]
J... Just come! [ She cries almost too loudly. 2B strains to look to his face, eager to look into his eyes without really understanding why. ]
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Fisting the hand she has in his hair, 2B tilts her head backwards as the sensation of his pounding her threatens to overwhelm her, her moans and cries growing loud enough that they reverberate throughout the room. 2B can't imagine doing this with anyone else, and every stilted verbalization on her part only seems to emphasize that fact. She's always adored him, of course, but in this moment she feels almost as if she worships him, the thrust of his hips causing her to sing her adulation.
At what he says next, 2B struggles to speak, desperation coloring her tone. ]
J... Just come! [ She cries almost too loudly. 2B strains to look to his face, eager to look into his eyes without really understanding why. ]