Every detail of the sight before him is worthy of reverence. Iramaat is an enticing thing and she knows it, too. The confidence, the wound tight coil that is her body presented to him, it's all too much. There's no waiting longer, the word is all he needs to line his cock up with her wet pussy and drive into her with a smooth stroke. He moans deeply at the sensation wrapping around him and her reaching out, pulling upon him.

"I couldn't... possibly..." he sighs out, blissful to slip himself in deep as she's open to, hands anchoring to her hips so she can feel steady against him, "resist any l, longer, my good lady..."