Brittany couldn't control the sounds coming out of herself as Santana added a third finger, her hand moving at the same rhythm, no signs of stopping. Brittany's hips were rising and falling with each thrust, coming completely off the bed as she was pushed closer and closer to that delicious release. Her stomach tightened at Santana's question, and she let out a low, guttural moan. "Yes. Oh God, yes." She replied, feeling herself tighten even more around Santana's fingers. She was seconds away from coming completely undone. Which was the reason for the loud moans that were accompanied by Santana's name, the volume of her ecstasy growing louder and louder.