Keeping up the trend that had begun since the thin band first formed around her heart tonight, the touch of the top of Caius's a cock to her pussy lips hit Roxanne harder than she could have ever anticipated.
Roxanne locked her legs even tighter around Caius's waist and, now that she didn't need to keep keeping his cock aligned to get pussy, she raised the other hand to join the one already around Caius's shoulders for an even more secure hold there.
Caius was not at all a stoic figure either. He groaned and gripped Roxanne with as much force as he had dug his claws into the door— even more force, actually, because his grip tightened the longer her inner muscles had a firm grip on the tip of his cock.
