[His hands are so warm, and rough; the way that they knead her flesh, and rub against her sensitive nipples is making Karen almost go crazy with sensation. She's always been sensitive, her skin always has been reactive to both good, and bad sensations; still, most of her reactions are due to Matt himself. It was being connected to him, being enveloped by him, and his touch, his scent, his cock, and his skin. When his thumbs flick against her nipples, she cries out as she leans up to thrust her tits toward him. Trembling, she moves to wrap an arm around his neck so that her fingers could run through the short hairs at the back of his neck; nails dragging along his scalp, her breathing was shaky, and intense. Karen's hips pick up in speed, thrusting against him in deep, more intense grinding circles.]

It's because of how perfect your thick, hard cock is pressed to the hilt inside me.

[As she rubs herself against him, she can feel the slightest flicker of pain as she can feel the head of him hit so deep inside of her hot, wet cunt.]

I love tightening myself around you; gripping you hard inside of me. Doing whatever I can to make you feel really good.

[He lets go of her tits, and it has her gasp when the warmth of his skin, and roughness of his fingers go missing. His exclamation makes her suck in a hard breath; as she moves to wrap her arms around him to pull him close. This way he could move however which way he wishes.]

Anything you want, as long as you are inside of me. [She breathes near his ear before she nips his earlobe.]