The look she gave him and the feeling of being wrapped around by her tight cunt made the Marshall grit his teeth and suppress a moan. His hands moved to her hips, he ignored her look as his feet planted themselves on the wooden floor boards to steady him. The man needed more, he easily lifted her up a little less than halfway up before pulling her down until he heard her ass smack against his thighs before he was lifting her again.<br/>"Don't stop now."<br/>He groaned, forcing her to grind on him making Guinvera feel his thick manhood in shift and move inside of her in the various angles with each thrust. Uther was not sure how long he would let her ride and fuck herself he was getting a little anxious to take control and would soon enough. The man breathing began to increase, his hands moved to her waist to yank her back down onto his thigh harder and harder, impaling her on his aching cock. This was no longer the sex between a wife and husband, this was more primal then even a man who purchased her services just to get off and he was sure Guienvera was not this attentive to others.