"Well there are times when noble houses have come together to work in pursuit of shared goals certainly, and times when it has been useful to put things together and give it a try." She smiled and slipped up to her feet on the carriage floor, moving over to then rise up on his lap. Her skirt on his lap, her hands lifting his own up. "We could always take a little time just enjoying the ride naturally." She reached up to hug him. The panties soft material, and the warm lips behind it brushing on his shaft under her skirt, as she shifted. Slowly riding against the shaft, the panty between her soft, puffy lips and his hard shaft. Her eyes showing a mischevious smirk. "But I guess there would be a bit hard with some barriers between us..."<br/><br/>She moved her fingers down, and under her skirt. The fingertips moving her panty to the side. Sitting on his lap so, straddling him, facing him, and the fingertips guiding the shaft's head towards her. Tapping its head against her slit's warm lips, and smirking. The panties brushing the shaft's head at the side, before she tried to lower herself slightly. The small, tight halfling pussy wrenching its welcomingly snug embrace around him as she began to squirm down, little by little taking an inch, then another, gazing at him daringly. The skirt on her covering them up even as the lewd wet clench of that delightfully tight pussy sought to tease the last drops of his hot milk from his scepter then and there, demanding it even.<br/><br/>"Mmhhhaa.... How about we... see about all the options that we... might have in our... pursuits..." She kissed his lips corner, smirking a hint and slowly lowering herself, pushing down to sheathe her pussy further down along that lovely shaft, trying to claim all of it. Once more putting up an amazing magic act of stuffing him into a all too small passage and trying to hide it all, the womb's gates standing in the path.