As Craig moved into her Peggerty continued to meet his pace her eyes were closed but her mouth was open gasping and moaning with such pleasure, and the scents in the room only aroused her yet further. He felt so good inside her he fitted so well and what his attentions to her body and mind were only returned to him tenfold, and the woman indeed had so much to offer. When she spoke it was in a language he could not understand much like his own it was old, it was ancient, and so very feral.<br/><br/>The irraka was tight but so slick and she used her silk and her petals to offer that which he was giving her. He her turn she tightened a little more each time making sure that in her throws of passions she was offering as much to Craig. His new position only drove her wilder as he moved deeper inside her, and she moved her hips to meet his. Her voice and gasps grew louder, her body glistened beneath Craig the freckles like jewels across her skin.<br/><br/>Her own hands ran down his spine and caressed his buttocks even occasionally between. However she moved and rolled this man, this man that was part taming the beast onto his back and she in turn began to make love to him. Slowly Peggerty moved and gyrated her hips, as her fingers and lips found his face and his torso. The irraka struggled to keep control but for now she wanted to make love to this man, he could not even imagine how he had touched her and in how many ways.<br/>