So when you pull away from the kiss and meet her eyes and say in your neediest voice that you're so close, so fucking close, she takes that as the invitation it is. Her pace quickens for the first time all evening, but you're already teetering on the edge where the seconds stretch into eternity before you moan out your orgasm and gush all over her still-pumping diminutive dick. And through the white corona ringing your sight, all you can see is Ryn.
