Wow... she'd been ful before... but this... wow... the cock in her ass was almost<em>painful</em>to sit on.  But she didn't cry, she didn't scream, but she let out the most adorable of whimpers as she began to slowly slide up and down the shaft, finding it again almost painful to do.  But she was determined, determined not to let Mistress down, and after a bit she was... adjusted enough to be able to speed up, then a little more, then a little more... not quite as fast as before, but still faster than the agonizing pace of before.  The vibrations did ease her muscles, but none as much as a good 'nother orgasm would, but it was the gentleness, the sweetness of the gesture that made Aquila's heart race.  She loved how her Mistress treated her so kindly...<br/><br/>A knock, her ass clenches up and she halts in her tracks with the slightest of whimpers, clinging to her lover as she sits up, momentarily second-thinking her position and this idea.  But no, no, she couldn't do that... Mistress had a plan, she was helping on her part.  Slowly but surely, she began to slide up and down again, the sound and smell (the former far less notable than the latter) the only things to int at what the invisible woman was doing, assuming that the arousal fluids remained hidden in Sheraile's bush...<br/><br/>"It's Gerdur ma'am.  You wanted to speak to me in your room, remember?" came the notably more subdued voice from the other side of the door "May I come in, assuming you and your friend are not in need of sleep instead?"