<div style="text-align: justify;">When he gave what first sounded like a refusal to her question, Oena made a mocked pout. She had to look down to see him, since he had been rather deliciously busy on her hard nipples. She felt his hands releasing her breast and just when she thought of getting off him, she felt his arms around her, tightening and holding her body against his. This would definitely always be one of her favorite feelings. Feeling the body of her beloved husband pressed against her, with no layer of clothing between them, and his hard member pressed deep within her.<br/><br/>Oena let out a soft “Eeep!” when he traded places and then she laughed softly. She followed his lead, and understood quickly what he meant to do. She rested her ankles onto his shoulders. She arranged the furs under her head so that she could be comfortable, and placed her hair so that it would not be under her shoulders but rather pooling around her head in her usual morning tangle. As she felt his  hard shaft push deeper into her,  she arched her back and gasped. She was close, she knew it and her reaction had probably told him how close she was.<br/><br/>“You still get the view this way, I see.” She whispered teasingly. Oena knew that he’d have to lean forward against her legs to put his hands where they were before the switch, and so she decided to give him that extra incentive to bring them both over the edge. She moved her own hands to her breasts, touching them and toying with the nipples in the way that he would do it if he could reach her this way. His hands would feel different. For one thing, he could surprise her with a sudden different touch, while surprising herself would prove to be a little challenging. “I’m close.” She told him, still murmuring so that no one outside of the hearth would hear.<br/></div>