Yvette felt the poke of the large rod right beneath her and her body shuddered even harder with an excitement that had her feeling wild. Her lips remained on Evian's, their tongue engaging in oral warfare and then she began to move. Rubbing her ass over and over along the budge she could feel and getting it even stiffer than it already was. Her target was the ultimate stand she knew it capable of.
There was a bit of discomfort as his cock sought freedom from the bondage of his pants but Evian fought through that, keeping the reactions of his body as normal as possible with the wine goblet in his hand still as steady as it could be.
His free hand went from touching the smooth skin of Yvette's back to the large heaps atop her chest, rubbing along the two peaks, feeling their warmth before he grabbed the front of her gown and pulled it down hard enough to worsen the tears he had caused to the back of the garment already.
