Sable gasps and sighs, smiling up at Ishaza, reaching up with her right hand to cup Ishaza's left breast.

Ishaza presses into Sable's hands a little, and keeps her steady pace, lengthening her strokes. Her hand shifts over to grope Sable's breast as well.

Sable bites her lip and moans, cock throbbing inside Ishaza, breath coming raggedly.

Ishaza keeps the same steady pace, leaning back a little to grind Sable's cock in against her g-spot. It's taking her a lot of effort not to speed up right now, but she wants to make this last.

"Goddess, y-yes. You feel amazing," she gasps. She rolls her hips a little, matching the pace and trying to grind her mound against Ishaza's clit.

Ishaza giggles, and - oh, whatever, she'll speed up anyway. 

She starts bouncing on Sable's cock in earnest, setting a vigorous pace, not hesitating at all, still leaning back into it as she pumps her hips.

Sable gasps, her back arching, breast squishing in Ishaza's hand. A long, high moan spills from her lips.

Ishaza throws her head back into a long moan as well, and slows sharply, grinding small as she shivers all over.

She gasps and pitches forward, nestling her face in Ishaza's breasts, still shuddering. Did Ishaza see a tiny, violet tear in the corner of her eye? Couldn't be; Sable hasn't cried in two years, and since when are tears violet. Her hips keep rolling and she lets out a muffled moan, arms tight around Ishaza's back.

Ishaza pulls her in close and keeps that slow pace, edging herself, her whole body shivering.

She moans and shivers, her hands twitching and clenching against Ishaza's back, riding the edge as well, nuzzling tenderly with her cheek and thrusting in time.