The delicious needles of pain when he tugged at her scalp made her groan, but when he spanked her again she whimpered. She felt him picking her up, moving it so that her hips were more level with his. She couldn't think, she could barely breathe. Her legs were useless, limp and tired, and she had no clue how she was still holding herself up on her arms.
He got deeper than he ever had before, and that plus her throbbing palms, the dull ache from his hand on her ass - she shook like a leaf, coming harder than she'd thought possible, screaming his name and then going limp.