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Gail slides out of her, slow and deliberate, and Hue can barely catch her breath before the solid glass cock is inside her again, fast and mean but no less deliberate in its relentless press against her g-spot. With every thrust, Hue's arms threaten to buckle, thighs trembling similarly from the effort of keeping herself up. It's so /much/, every point of her body is burning with one sensation or another, keeps her hanging on with gasping breath for the next feeling.

"Your hip to waist ratio looks so good when I'm fucking you from behind," Gail says, as if she knows exactly how close to exhaustion Hue is, as if Gail is the bard with the silver tongue who can grant resolve with her words. "Good job princess. Just wanna make you come one more time."

The praise is enough to distract her from the ache in her muscles, but when Gail reaches a hand between her legs to finger Hue's clit, her arms go down under her. Face in the pillow and ass in the air, Hue thinks, /I hope I'm still pretty like this/, rolls her hips as cute as she can manage despite the burn in her knees.

She gets her answer when Gail gets her free hand on the swell of her ass and spreads it, exposes every part of Hue's swollen cunt as the cock inside her plays her like a master's instrument, and being so wholly seen has her whole body trembling. She comes so hard this time it /aches/, makes her feel like she wants to die taking Gail's cock or her fist or her mouth. Makes her hurt with an urgency to return the favour, stay on her knees with her head between Gail's legs for as long as she'll have her there.

Sweat and slick trail down her thigh when Gail pulls out, unfastens the leather keeping the cock snug to her body. Hue half wants to stay like this, ass in the air and tail lashing happily, but after a moment Gail guides her down to the bed proper, caresses the glistening patch between her thighs like it's fine art.

"You look good like this too, y'know." Gail traces the line of her cunt, electric shocks flowing through her at the overstimulation. "You look good… all the time, actually."

"Mmn, I know." Hue manages, but with her face still half buried in the pillow, she allows herself one giddy smile.