The sounds of pleasure coming from Mac were shrills, screams, moans, and short howls. Biting, blood and hard sex were everything Mac now enjoyed about fucking. A man who also was vocal was an added bonus.
A frustrated growl sounded when Jack stopped suddenly. "Fucking hell!" escaped her lips without thought, but she moaned in response to the command, a secret sexual pleasure of hers, and complied immediately.
It something she said she wouldn't do, it was something she said she wouldn't be forced to do. At her current sexual height, she practically craved any kind of sexual activity. Although blood was basically everywhere, Mac didn't care, and her hands came up to wrap around Jack's inviting cock.
She took her tongue and swirled it around the tip before taking him in to her mouth partially. Her hands pumped as her mouth moved in sync with them, tongue pressing against the base. When it came to sex, Mac didn't have much she was against doing.