The utterings of the woman made his bulge react as the pressure of her weight incited thrill along her seductive meanings.
"... What kind of things?"
"... many things..." — She answered... As the hand of hers pressed that of the man strongly on her hip. So he could feel her soft flesh. Tastefully whispering to his mouth... so her heated breath enticed him further.
"hm... I asked... What things." — He also whispered, leaning yet frowning at her actions.
"ah."
"... Stop moving away, woman." — Grasping her limb Aslak, mandated.
Ewelina had started to swiftly move away whilst in his lap. Avoiding his lips that fell on the insinuation she gave. Invoking displeasure on the man searching to meet her edges, who shook her in a warning, so his intentions could be done.
"... But Husband, we should not... continue here..."
"We are in private."
"But...!" — Being pulled by the man, Ewelina could not continue her words.