Mary felt surrounded by him and filled by him, and every word that came out desperately in between their kisses was such a turn on. She found herself reaching one of her hands down between them so that she could finger her clit, wanting to come but not even sure she'd get the time in Much's desperation. If not, she'd drag him somewhere else and make it happen then.
"You make me feel so good," she breathed against his lips, and she realised she wasn't just talking about the sex. Being around Much really did make Mary feel good- the sex was just a bonus.