With her hands on his chest for balance, Astrid lined up her pussy with Erik's cock. She gave the fake Edda a taunting, challenging glance, and then pushed down.
"Aaaaaah!" she couldn't help but moan when his staff hit her cervix. His modified fluids instantly increased her lust and pleasure. "F— Fuuck," she cursed, her body trembling.
"Y— Your fat cock is really too unfair," she complained while trying to get her bearings again, hey eyes now looking down at him. "I— I'm trying to… have a moment here… and taunt Edda… but you're making it…. hard!"
Erik chuckled, his fingers digging deep into her thighs. "I think you're the one making things hard here, Astrid."
"Ugh," Astrid groaned as she lifted herself up and smacked down again. "Y— Your jokes need work!"
