The guard gives another long, low groan as Jordan responds to him.  The guard and the priestess move together now, Jordan pressing back into the long, deep thrusts of the guard.  They move with another force that their bodies come together with an audible slap, the sound of passionate rutting unmistakeable to anyone who would be listening.  "Don't worry, my hot little slut."  The guard grunts out from behind her.  "I'll give you what you want."  An instant later, Jordan can feel the sting of his palm once more as he brings it down, spanking her first on one side of her firm ass, and then the other.  Each firm slap is accompanied by a thrust, his shaft driving deep inside her moist passage.<br/><br/>Suddenly, the guard reaches out with his other hand, grabbing a fistful of her hair.  He pulls, forcefully arching her back, pulling her body towards his thrusts a bit more.  The change in angle causes his thrust shaft to rub against different parts of Jordan's inner walls as he drives it into her.  His spanking hand pauses momentarily, instead just gripping her hip firmly, until they find a new rhythm in this new position.  Then, the dance begins again, his hand striking back and forth across the curves of her backside, as his shaft plunges into her wetness.<br/><br/>Groaning again, the pace of the guard's thrusts suddenly increase.  "Getting close."  He manages to groan.  "First, cum for me again, my hot little slut.  Tell me you love my cock."  As he says this, his hand tightens in her hair, pulling her even more upright than before.  At the same time, his spanking hand slides underneath her, between her legs.  It takes only a moment for him to find her clit, rubbing it rapidly, even as his thrust drive into her pussy with even more energy than before.