Maria manages to gasp a breath and catch hold of the first thief's waist-band as the man ceases to be gentle, and starts to well and truly use her body. She'd suspected that he wasn't exactly going to be the tender, caring type of encounter that she had enjoyed with the Elf... but she has to acknowledge that she wasn't truly prepared for this kind of roughness, and her eyes begin to water as her body is stretched to- and perhaps even past- its limits. The wet, sloppy gulps only get louder as the man gets more and more into his "work..."<br/><br/>And at the same time, she feels the man behind her starting to grind and press against her, and feels the sticky, wet trail of pre-cum that the man's sex leaves against hers. Each "caress" seems to ache a little... and yet, strangely enough, her body starts to react to it, and she feels a faint heat starting to grow with each and every slide.<br/><br/>"Mmrmph?"<br/><br/>Even the monk is not sure what she's trying to ask around the first bandit's cock... mostly just an inquisitive "say what now," probably. However, the thought is quickly lost when she realizes that the warmth that has started to build in her sex is quickly going from "slight" to "wildfire" status. Her pulse is beginning to quicken, and her sex is starting to become even<em>more</em>responsive to the man's rough and clumsy thrusts. Soon, she finds that she's not just bearing the first man's rough thrusts... she's actually starting to respond positively to them!<br/><br/><em>This is new...</em>