There was nothing better than the experience of Marcie's orgasm engulfing his dick, the only thing that came close was the rush of winning a fight, but Marcie was better. The writhing of her body, the clenching of her muscles, the sound of her. She made him feel unstoppable, and he grabbed her thigh and clamped his fingers down tight, fucking her unstoppably till his own climax completely overwhelmed him, buried deep inside her, face buried in her neck, praising her name against her skin. "Marcie - Marcie - fuck. Yes."