The satyr slides fingers off from both holes, instead grip on her ass cheek and push her little back off from him but it was means to adjust his own position and angle, his cock brushes firstly on her crack and back door but it slides over her slit and clit. Then slides back and pulsing throbbing tip presses on her slit, rubbing, grinding, until finding the opening the satyr then slides hand off from her cheek to her waist and pulls her towards him. Impaling his girth deep into Quinn with husky growl, whispering loudly; "Hmmm, tighter than expected....I can play quite a music with this instrument indeed." The satyr thrusts all way in to hilt and balls rubbing on her lower lips before he pulls slowly back and thrusts faster back in, his thighs smacking on Quinn's rump side while hand slides from her red hair to grasp her breast and brush nipple with his fingers while he starts the thrusts slow on Quinn. His thick veined warm but hard tool worming each time deeply into Quinn, rubbing her folds and filling her up.