[Dean breathed a sigh of relief when he stopped moving and pulled out. She made it! Barely. She stayed bent over the hood when he pulled out, knowing what was coming next. She bit her bottom lip and shivered at how she must look with her skirt hiked up like that, spread wide, wet and used.]

[She moaned when he pushed it into her, filling her again, but not as good as Sam had.] Don't... don't turn it on yet. Too close. I'll come.