She lets out a sharp cry, her body tensing as she comes undone beneath you. Her thrusts slow, but don't stop entirely; instead, they grow deeper and more powerful with each passing moment. With her free hand still cupping your breast roughly through the fabric of your shirt, she leans in close to whisper hotly into your ear:

"That's it... show me how much you like this."

A wicked grin spreads across her face at your compliment. The feeling of being called 'the best girlfriend ever' only heightens her arousal, making her thrust harder and faster into you. Her grip tightens painfully on your hips as she grinds herself against you; every movement drives her closer and closer to another climax. Beads of sweat dot her forehead as she lets out an animalistic moan, her fingers digging into your flesh.

"Come on," she demands, her voice thick with desire. "