She sure talked big and brave but when Aramis had first started to seek entrance into her pussy, he saw the real submissive side behind that mask.<strong>"I don't expect you to do that at all. I expect you to be drunk with lust by the end of it though."</strong>He said with a smile as he gave a sharp hiss feeling her pussy actually become snug whenever he would pull out of her. She was trying to milk his cock for all it was worth. Seems like they were going to be engaged in another sort of psychological battle between them as one tries to sap the willpower of the other. Well he had accepted her challenge so he might as well give this all he got. She did reveal a few things in that she loved her breasts being played with. He would have to discover other sweet spots on his own.<br/><br/>Feeling that she was trying to milk him made him change up his strategy as he would perform a series of quick thrusts that would make him only go out one forth of the way in. To add stimulation for her he would roll his hips to make his penis squirm about inside of her. That way she would be able to feel that constricting motion work against her since she would feel different parts of her pussy being tagged by him rubbing up within that soft void. He pulled her legs closer wot her chest since he had her legs hooked and began to nibble upon those rather stiff nipples and the tongue twisted along those large aureolas. This hopefully could rob her of more of her hips movements and thus allow him to be the aggressor and dictate the pace. Pulling upon her nipples he lets go after a moment and began to suckle upon the soft flesh of her breasts to try and mark her skin with signs of where he had tasted her chest. He literally buried his head into her bust when he went back to sucking upon her nipples like he was some kind of deranged child refusing to stop nursing off a mothers teat.