She took his cock in her hand without protest, eager to do something to please him. Instantly however, she was distracted by the feeling of his fingers rolling the nub of her clit. Gwendolyn muffled a moan by biting on her bottom lip, her breath escaping her in huffs through her nostrils as she rolled her hips into his hand, her body hungry for his touch.<br/><br/>"Only, and always, and often," she vowed, her voice breathless as she pumped her hand down the shaft of his cock, remembering how he had demonstrated it for her briefly the night before. Before she went further, she raised the palm of her hand to her mouth and licked it before returning it to his cock.<br/><br/>"Oh darling," she breathed as her hand pumped up and down his cock, "I want you so badly, it's torturous."