Manaki still had no idea what you were talking about with priestesses and all, but that was the furthest thing from his mind.  At the moment, his eyes were focused on your cunny as it hovered over his cock, struggling to believe this was actually happening rather than some sort of concussion induced dream. That belief quickly dissipated once he felt pleasure as your tight pussy slid around his shaft, the sensation too intense and wonderful to be anything other than reality.  A long naughty moan escaped his lips as he felt himself hilted inside of you and it was at that point he completely surrendered himself to you.<br/><br/>His hands moved to your hips as he looked up at you with lustful eyes, watching with delight the way your body and breasts moved as you rode him.  It wasn’t long before the kittyboy’s hips started writhing in rhythm to you, eager to feel himself hilted deep in your womanhood each time he felt your pussy leave even an inch of his length exposed.