Guinevera decided her thought were seemingly getting in the way. It was better for her to enjoy the moment as well as the rest of the night, for she didn't know what would happen in the morning. Would the Marshal leave after paying? Or would he stick around enough to allow Guinevera to apologize to him for earlier?<br/><br/>But the Marshal's trapped hand freed itself from her bear trap and began sliding up and down between her closed thighs, causing her to come back to reality. At the same time, she felt rough knuckles and a smooth palm and she relaxed her whole body in order to savor the feeling. With the Marshal's other hand, a finger had run against the exterior of Guinevera's sex and she placed a hand over the rough hand over her folds and applied pressure, intensifying the pleasurable sensations originated from her snatch.<br/><br/>The hand sliding in between her thighs had wandered up north to grab ahold of one of her breasts and with her other hand, Guinevera placed it on the hand squeezing her mounds. She applied pressure just as her nipple was being pinched. She let out a whispered moan, a bit out of breath from the pinching. She inhaled a deep breath through her nostrils as the Marshal continued his expedition around her body.<br/><br/>Moments later, the hand that pinched her nipple moved downward to part the thighs that had trapped his hands earlier. The fondling of her sex had relaxed the legs and they were easily parted by the Marshal's strength. As the intimacy intensified, so did the Marshal's actions. Two fingers, instead of the initial one, finally pressed into the lovely cavern like a miner picking at the rock to find the veins of gold that was hidden. Guinevera exhaled a long breath, enjoying the rough sensation in her pussy. One of her hand moved to one of her breasts in order to dull the rough feeling, but it only successful increased the level of pleasure coursing throughout the Madame. Even at her experience in climbing into bed with countless men and a few women, she was unfamiliar with the Marshal's touch. This unfamiliarity caused her to smile, for she was enjoying it very much. To exchange the pleasure, her other hand moved to grasp the cock near her tailbone. With her flexibility, she was able to hold the top of the shaft while massaging the swollen crown with her thumb, all while increasing the frequency of her moans.