He caught her movements and her intentions. He let his momentum pull him forward but his large meaty hand landed flat upon the large table, stalling her progress and he girnned at her. "Fool of a wench..." he called to her as he brought his hands once more to her body and he pushed her around and shoved her hard to the table. His organ was running soflty along her inner thigh as he tried to kick her feet apart with his own legs.<br/><br/>He tried to force her upper body to bend at the waist, his need for her growing fast with each passing moment...