Megan felt their skin slide sexily over each others because of the thin sheen of sweat on both of them. She couldn't summon any strength to move at all and was still completely at Claire's mercy as she moved faster and deeper then faster still.
She whimpered softly as Claire attacked her neck. "Harder," she urged her on breathily, not caring she would need to hide hickeys the next day.
"Is incredible," Megan corrected breathlessly. Holding Claire firmly, she flipped her over, managing to keep the phallus inside her but having it slip nearly out before shooting back into her making her cry out.
Megan's cunt made wet sounds and fresh wetness practically ran from her into Claire's naked thighs. Looking down at her, Megan blushed a little feeling a little embarrassed she as that wet.
Still staring down at Claire, she began to ride the phallus. Her movements were agonizingly slow but she went as deep as she could, rolling her hips as she did. Resting her hands on Claire's chest, Megan pressed down on her breasts as she rode her.