The how they made it here didn't matter so much now. It was all about being here that was what mattered. Of course, John cared very little on the venue in which they joined together in this manner. He was after him, and often lived in the moment, and would much appreciate having his cake now.
With each of his thrusts, her moans echoed out into the room causing John to make sure she received just the same force in each of his thrusts. With her leaning back, John shifted himself to pull her legs up some more, so he could better hit that sweet spot with Kitty. There was so much he was learning about Kitty, not just sexually, but also personally. Like as much as she hit his buttons, he would absolutely try and hit hers... but much more cruelly. He pounded his hips against hers - and all but stopped. He drew himself out almost, leaving just the tip in. "Well, that was about fifteen seconds." He muttered nonchalantly, but the moment she went to say something he pounded his length deep into her just a little harder - then withdrew almost completely. "I mean, I shouldn't go longer. That'd make me a liar.." But John slowly - agonizingly slowly pushed back into her. "And I'd hate to be a liar..." His coy smile on his lips.
Yup. John just might make her beg for it at this point.