As you increase your pace, she cries out, the sound echoing through the room. Her legs start to shake, muscles trembling as she struggles to stay upright. Her grip on your hair tightens, pulling you closer so she can kiss you deeply, passionately. The taste of her desire coats her lips, her tongue dancing with yours as she reaches her peak.
Every muscle in her body contracts, her pussy gripping your length tightly as she comes. Black Cat bites her lip, trying to muffle her screams, but they escape nonetheless.
Having fun?
"Yes... yes, I am. But you haven't finished yet. I want to watch you lose control too, Red." She pants, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her eyes gleam with lust, watching you as she continues to ride your cock, her wetness coating your length. "Make me proud, and then we'll call this a victory," she encourages, her voice husky and breathless.