Under her, William moaned, and she became aware of his hips moving under her, rising and lowering. She smiled against his mouth, slowly easing her body down his until she felt the head of his prick nudge against the opening of her gates. His breath caught, and he surged against her, but before he could sink his wonderful manhood deep into her eager channel, she had shifted, sitting on his throbbing shaft.
“Oh, no,” she murmured, catching the hectic gleam in his eye. “You might be ready, my lad. But I am not.” She rocked back and forth, the lips of her furrow spreading wide, coating him with her nectar. “If you stick this monster into me right now, you’ll gut me like a fish.”
“I…would never…hurt you,” he panted. His hands ran up her spine, and she arched her back in pleasure.
“Not on pur
