She was well aware, and she seemed quite intent on making sure it happened, going so far as to angle the thrusts down slightly so that it had even less luck getting out when she kept pounding into her. The truth of her meaning would be clearer the more that the woman seemed to be enjoying herself. Every last punch dragged an electric shock from her, one that had her giggling while she kept her hands both on Mokou's head and plowed forward, groaning and panting.