<br/>With long blonde hair draped around her face and over her shoulders, various strands clinging at separate points to her sweat covered skin, Windy would grind her pussy down on his cock.  A pleasured moan left the back of her throat as she felt that girth spreading sensitive walls and her lithe hands maintained their purchase on his chest.  Looking down at him, she opened her eyes from their half-lidded state at their question before offering a demure smirk.<br/><br/>"Maybe later.  I find a little mystery makes dicks harder..."<br/><br/>She chuckled faintly before using her athletic thighs to lower her up and press down on his cock again, building an easy rhythm in riding his cock, sweat still dripping along her toned, athletic frame, nipples rock hard on her athletically appropriately sized breasts- a little less than a handful for most men, but they suited her all too well.