Maya hoped that Stiles didn't take this as a blow against his activities, because his efforts, while a bit rough and erratic, were doing the job. But she was far more aware of what she liked than he was. So she moved one hand between them and started to play with herself. Just... to add to the event.

Maya's motions were far less erratic, she stretched and arched into the various pleasures in single fluid motions. Lost in the enjoyment of the activity, moaning into her gag. The motions of her stretching pushing her into his thrusts, but their timing isn't quite synced up.