Yor slowly rose up, holding Reinhard's softening cock in her hand. She stroked him gently, feeling him twitch at her touch and with a beautiful smile.
She positioned him at her entrance, rubbing the head of his cock through her slick folds.
"Since you've been so good, let's go to the next level." She purred, her voice low and needy. "Although, I admit. I can't hold back any longer as well…"
Yor slowly began to sink down, taking him inch by delicious inch.
A low moan escaped her lips as she felt him stretching her, his thick length parting her walls. Reinhard groaned, his hands gripping her hips as he felt her tight heat enveloping him.
"Oh fuck, Yor," he groaned, his head falling back. "You feel incredible... so tight and wet..."
Yor just smiled, taking him to the hilt.
She paused for a moment, savoring the feeling of being so full. She began to move, rising up until just the tip of his cock remained inside her.
And then she sank back down, taking him deep once more.
