Mistress or not, the two were in the throws of passion as this point, and she was giving up her being to him. Her hips moved to thrust her further down on the shaft, making him groan as well, though she was far more vocal in her pleasure. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to get his whole being inside of her rose, but he also knew that it was some forbidden fruit among the humans, that there was something else very special to it that would make it different from the hole he was currently in. His hands helped her move up and down on the member, taking firm holds of her rear as he lifted and lowered her in time with his short thrusts. He continued to groan and moan, especially as he forced her all the way down again, hip pressed to hip. It felt wonderful to be fully immersed in her, and he was already coating her with a plentiful amount of precum…