she moaned out an agreement, in the heat of the moment, she would agree to anything as long as he kept going. the breath on her skin, the bite on her neck, it sent goosebumps down her bare back. she was grateful when they shifted, a table beneath her; she leaned her body weight against it, tired from having to hold herself up before both during the painting and the fucking. nails clawed the surface, intensity in her gut growing. "harder," she gasped as he slammed into her, spreading her legs, opening herself wider. she moaned and whimpered, the noises falling from her lips getting louder and louder as she got closer to a climax. "i'm gonna cum," she confirmed with a gasp, her cunt clenching as she cried out. "don't stopdon'tstopdon't--" she cried, grinding herself into his hand.