Her mouth hangs open, her tongue slipping out between her lips, lashing helplessly as she gasps for air that never seems to come. The sophisticated, articulate woman is completely gone, replaced by a creature of pure, unthinking instinct.
Her voice, once capable of elegant conversation, has devolved into a series of strange, guttural, and incoherent sounds. The words have been stripped away, leaving only the raw vibrations of her body's response.
"Nnn... ngghhh... mmmphhh!" she cries out, the sounds vibrating deep in her throat as he slams into her. "Hnnn... ahhh... nnn nahhh...!"
Every time he bottoms out, hitting that deepest, most sensitive point with a brutal, heavy thud, a new sound erupts from her.
"Mmm ngh! Hahhh... nnn ghhh... mmmph!"
It is a chaotic, beautiful symphony of derangement. She is no longer begging with words; she is communicating through the frantic, rhythmic staccato of her moans.
"Nnn... nggh... ahhh nnn... mmmphhh!"
