"Better, are you?<em>Prove it</em>."<br/><br/>No more words were needed now. Ignoring all else that Zara was saying they were mere babbles now, feeling his ears ringing fiercely as his senses overloaded momentarily when she had yielded to his brief, restraining embrace, latching herself upon his body just as he<em>wanted</em>her to. In his mind, the time for teases and provocations was over, and he decided to simply take her at where he stood.<br/><br/>Flashman allowed the whore to grind and tease herself madly upon his bulging cock momentarily, for he himself enjoyed the warm, damp sensations which she lavished all over his cock, breaking his stoic character now when he grinned into her neck and drinking in her very scent as a sharp, metallic<em>click</em>announced the release of his belt. The inevitable slither of cloth against skin announced the last portion of his undressing as an involuntarily heavy, throaty sigh slid forth from his lips when his member was<em>finally</em>released to the world, with the circumference of his girth nuzzling away at her eager, seething cunt.<br/><br/>None of the pair could see it for now, but if the ladies ever doubted the length of his reach, none could dispute the generosity of his girth and its delicious stretching qualities. Now that the whore had so considerately latched herself against his frame, all he needed to do to exert his will over her body was the simple clutching of her ass, lifting it gently so that the fat crown could face upwards, to which her cunt nuzzled once more the moment her hips were lowered once more.<br/><br/>Exerting precise control of the penetration just as he desired, she'd feel the minor tremors shuddering through his skin when her cunny lips were spread wide apart by the barely-invading cockhead, hinting of just what he and his body were capable of. It was at this point when the telltale signs of Flashman giving in to his wrathful passion showed, and eager to teach the willful, provocative whore a lesson in humility she was slammed downwards with a single stroke, fully sheathing his bayonet to the hilt within her to the tune of what may seem like a throaty battle cry.<br/><br/>All of her hisses, her grinding, her teasing suckling and exploration of his flesh certainly paid off by now with the passionate Colonel rutting at Zara like a beast in heat, bouncing her hips savagely against his groin without paying heed for any pain she might endure for it.