"Oh, hell..." Dora's eyes went a bit wide when he moved back towards her clit. She wasn't sure which she preferred stroked sometimes, that or the tail. Both had their advantages and both were more than capable of bringing her over the edge. It really just depended on the situation, she supposed, and right now the clit was perfect.
She pressed into his fingers and his cock and brought one of her hands up to her own breast to pinch and tug on her nipple. Her breathing became heavier and rapid as she rolled skin over in between her fingers and clenched down on Remus. It would only take one more--
Dora had always been rather vocal during sex. Now was no different as she came, unable and unwilling to keep it bottled in anymore. Her walls closed in around Remus, squeezing and milking him for all he was worth. His hand on her clit was suddenly like an electric wire and every single bit of pressure from his touch only did more to help the orgasm continue on. Her hips bucked up against him faster than they had before and her hand molded into the flesh of his ass as she tried desperately to hold him inside of her so that she could continue to convulse around him.