<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=314294.msg15235814#msg15235814">Quote from: TwistedKitsune on 11-01-2020, 20:54:51</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Letting the time slowly tick on turning to minutes before she surfaces again. "So m'Lord do you think this elven maiden has made it up to you?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>He breathes in slowly and exhales, his pleasure written on his face.<br/><br/>"I'm concerned, Lily, that you haven't shown the proper remorse. I think we had better reprise our lesson."<br/><br/>With his hands on her hips he lifts Lily slightly, dropping one hand to a thigh to lift one of her legs slightly. His shaft presses up against her.<br/><br/>"Unless...?" Despite his obvious sexual excitement, he offers Lily a chance to stop before entering her.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">If Lily wants him to stop</div><div class="spoiler_body">Cam laughs and groans, he kisses Lily deeply, then steps back and splashes into the water, sinking for a long moment before rising. Slicking his hair back and wiping his face free of water he smiles his roguish grin. <br/><br/>"You've escaped me this time, elven maiden! But you may not be so lucky next time!" He laughs and strides through the hip deep water and refills his goblet. Despite her refusal his spirits seem undiminished.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">If Lily wants him to continue</div><div class="spoiler_body">With a bit of upward pressure from his lowered hand his shaft slides slowly up inside her. Although his breathing is fast and he's clearly excited he takes his time, only stopping when his belly is pressed tight to hers and he's as deep as he can be with this angle.<br/><br/>"Okay?"<br/><br/>He pivots his hips back and he starts to slide out. Before he withdraws he pivots forward again, a bit faster this time. And again, out, then back a bit faster. Then faster, developing a rhythm, starting to turn entries into thrusts. He sighs with pleasure, his face is split by a wide grin., and increases his tempo again.<br/><br/>He places one hand in the small of her back and raises the other, sliding it back through her hair, and leans forward and presses his lips against hers. </div></div><br/><br/><br/>