Cecilia rides him.

Cecilia stood on shaky legs and made her way to Tarquin on the chair. She spread her legs over the man's parted thighs and lowered herself down. She paused when the tip of his cock touched her recently-deflowered pussy lips and she leaned forward to kiss him deeply. He jabbed his hips up, spearing the head of his cock into her. She gasped into his mouth at the sudden intrusion. He placed a hand on her lower back, just above her ass, and pushed gently, guiding her down onto him. She moaned as he slid in smoothly, filling her slick passage once more.

She stopped when their hips met, his cock was fully embedded within her. He removed his hand from her ass and began to massage her round, soft tits. She smiled as he pinched her nipples. She wiggled her hips against his, enjoying the feeling of his cock inside her, as deep as it would go. Then she started to bounce.

Slowly at first, she raised and lowered herself on his cock, letting him take in the sight of her tits bouncing in front of his face. She raised her hands and held them above her head as she began to ride faster. She picked up the pace, going faster and faster as the pleasure built in her abdomen. The shaft swelled inside her as both lovers sped towards their respective orgasms.

Cecilia's struck first. Her belly fluttered, then clenched hard as pleasure washed over the paladin's body. Her mouth hung open silently, eyes squeezed shut as she came around Tarquin's rigid cock. She continued to bounce, but her rhythm became erratic in orgasm. She shook in three hard spasms before she slumped forward onto the wizard's chest. Despite this, she never stopped bouncing her hips against his. He began to thrust back against her, grunting with exertion as his own orgasm approached.

Cecilia reached a hand between them to rub her clit in strong, slow circles. Her orgasm never quite subsided, and as she touched herself where Tarquin's cock pierced her it returned, harder than before, a second peak that sent her into wild convulsions. Her vagina rippled again around Tarquin's shaft, and the sudden squeeze pushed the wizard over the edge. He groaned as his balls tightened, shooting a load of cum into Cecilia's tightened cunt.

He held her against him as his cock gave up burst after burst of hot semen, spraying Cecilia's inner walls with seed, the first sperm her womb ever knew.

Cecilia's own orgasm finally ended, and she slid backwards, off of Tarquin's cock and off the chair. She would have landed on the hard floor, but Myria was there, waiting to catch her as she collapsed.