Planting his feet firmly, Samuel would move the swing in time with her movements on him.  His body moved, shoulders resting firmly against the top of the back of the swing, arms thrown out along it.  He just wanted to feel her on his body, sliding up and down along his shaft.  The sensation of her pussy sliding up and down him, so tight around him, was something that he could easily fall in love with.  His head rolled back, eyes closed as he lost himself in the sensations.<br/><br/>His hips moved lightly against hers, just enough to push up as she came down on him.  The feeling of her breasts against his chest, nipples rubbing against the slightly hairy expanse of his chest.  "I can see why men would sell their souls for actions such as this.  Especially from you, Lasciel.  What a way for a man to die."