A MAYUN!

"GORSH! You is a reeeaaal MaYUN! Gimme some sugar!", Jorella cries in exuberant lasciviousness as she leaps from the bed after her denuded lover, still in her own undergarment.

"No, wait, stay away from me, you freak!", Jacques scrambles away from the bed, but being afraid to run out of the room naked, he does his best to stay ahead of a sex crazed, cock hungry Jorella, following madly behind with her big feet slapping the wooden floorboards, letting him know just how fast, and close, she is!

"Come back, darlin'!", Jorella calls out, a mix of a banshee squall and a hunting yelp.

With no pretense of exotic accent Jacques reverts to the native venacular of the poorest neighborhood of the largest city of the kingdom, "Get away from me, you crazy dame!"

But Jorella is just too much for him, after cornering him she scoops him up like a bride on her wedding night and dashes him to the bedroom.

"I just love games, sweetheart! But now that I caught you we can play one of mine, lovebird!"

Soon Jacques finds himself tied with his own clothes in knots only the backwoodsmen know.

"Now, let's get down to business," Jorella huffs huskily as she slips off her slip.