Blythe muttered something without realizing it and Laura's arms pulled behind her back, an invisible force binding her arms together and her legs far apart, allowing Blythe to reach deeper.
Laura gasped and instantly climaxed, the wet pops and slaps getting louder in Blythe's ears. Laura was so far gone that she didn't even feel shock. Blythe didn't want her to move, so she took immense pleasure at not being able to move.
Laura cried out, struggling to look back at Blythe as she fought the overwhelming pleasure. It was difficult, but she managed to look back at her with hazy eyes.
Blythe's pupils we're thin, which Laura had never seen before, and she wasn't even really looking at Laura as she moved. Sort of through her, muttering to herself about how good Laura felt.
Laura melted a bit. She shouldn't have. Why was this so attractive? Blythe had lost her mind, and was taking it out on her. Laura loved it. Loved every second. Blythe was thinking about her.
"I-I am..~!! I-I'm so close, I promise~!!" She cried, her heart pounding. Her words sent a shudder down Blythe's spine, she had no idea how badly she effected Blythe, how far she drove her over the edge.