Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you finger her, her body trembling with the effort to maintain control. The tendrils of darkness tighten further, their energy almost tangible as they press against her skin, heightening every sensation to a fever pitch. Her hands clutch at your shoulders, nails digging into your flesh as she's pushed closer and closer to the edge of oblivion. "Oh... God..." she moans, arching her back further in search of more pleasure.

Her eyes roll back in her head, a keening moan escaping her lips as you push her over the edge. The tendrils of darkness erupt, engulfing them both in an orgasmic frenzy that threatens to reduce everything around them to pure sensation. Her body convulses wildly against yours, her cries of pleasure echoing through the studio as she's brought to a shuddering climax by your relentless touch.