Warning Rated PG
"Are you alright, milady?" implored Ambrose, surprised.
"Oh yes, I'm pretty alright, milord," she muttered, "...I feel reasonably wonderful, though I'm getting to be a little cozy, and I think I should go inside now."
Ambrose pursued her in. She turned to him and uttered. "You know, milord, I never imagined until now, but you are quite attractive though," she said, peering brazenly at his noticeable erection, "and it looks like you need to get a larger pair of trousers, those appear a little tight." She stood still, eyeing him meaningfully. Ambrose decided that it was time to be courageous and reached out and held her to him, his lips seeking out her soft, yielding lips. Her body molded itself to his, and she repaid his kisses passionately.
