It took her a moment or two to catch on. But at last she did and as she slid onto his shaft he even made a show of resisting. His arms flopped over his head and he struggled as if he would shove her away. Of course he did no such thing and his struggles only served to work him and and out of her body in a very jerky, and enticing manner. Their movements were much more frantic and exciting than the previous evening. In fact they soon tumbled to the floor with her on top as a side table was upset in the process. Of course on other levels his feigned struggles appealed to the infant predator that was taking root in her blood and triggered an innate to pin him down and fuck him senseless despite his struggles.