Her ass was riding him pretty good now, sliding up and down over a hand's width on his rigid cock. Thorburn took his left hand and rubbed and massaged her lovely breasts, twisting and tweaking at the hardened little points of her nipple, while his right thumb continued to stroke and squeeze her clit. She shoved the edge of his cloak in her mouth to muffle her moans, her breath ragged and rapid, her eyes unfocused, staring at the ceiling, riding his cock harder and faster. Her sex was leaking copious amounts of fluid on the base of Thorburn's cock, soaking the hair and running down the crease of his...