[The only thing that makes his pace falter is her adjusting, Sherwood dropping his hand down from her throat to catch beneath that high lifting thigh. About the last thing he expects if her to hoist her leg up over his shoulder. In part because he's so tall, so it's certainly a display before him. Impressively flexible, that's for sure.
He gives a dark grunt, as if being critical of himself, muttering,]
I'm going to throw my back out with you... [This won't stop him from continuing, he'll just curse himself presenting without opting to change his behavior in the slightest. No, she feels too incredibly good and the angle and depth he can reach inside her is too irresistible for self preservation. Sherwood's always been like this, recklessness for pleasure is his worst impulse.
So, he's continuing with ever more gusto to the act. He has her lifted in both arms dipped below her legs given how high they're held up. His hips move harder, quicker, bottoming out while keeping his motions long enough to still drag by all the best spots he found. He has to lean further down into her to keep the leverage and momentum, so his face falls into the crook of his jaw, where his thumb had been, kissing there with breathey pressed of lips,]
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He gives a dark grunt, as if being critical of himself, muttering,]
I'm going to throw my back out with you... [This won't stop him from continuing, he'll just curse himself presenting without opting to change his behavior in the slightest. No, she feels too incredibly good and the angle and depth he can reach inside her is too irresistible for self preservation. Sherwood's always been like this, recklessness for pleasure is his worst impulse.
So, he's continuing with ever more gusto to the act. He has her lifted in both arms dipped below her legs given how high they're held up. His hips move harder, quicker, bottoming out while keeping his motions long enough to still drag by all the best spots he found. He has to lean further down into her to keep the leverage and momentum, so his face falls into the crook of his jaw, where his thumb had been, kissing there with breathey pressed of lips,]