Bend her over the bed

You spin her round again and roughly shove her upper torso onto the bed. She lets out a squawk of surprise but does not struggle. You grind your pelvis against hers, feeling your rock-hard cock getting wetter and wetter as you slide it back and forth against her increasingly lubricated cunt. You both moan. You reach down and fondle her breasts as you rub against her, pinching her nipples.

Enough foreplay.

You grab your cock and guide it into her sopping pussy. You feel her stiffen as the head enters and fills her cavity. Not one to stand on ceremony, you slide your entire length inside her and revel at the warmth and tightness. It seems Sister Bronte is inexperienced at most, possibly a virgin who's lost her hymen. Her legs give way and she collapses onto the bed, moaning and muttering. You slowly pull out, leaving just the head scarcely inside, before you slide back in at the same speed. As good as your magickal gifts are (and they're feeling pretty fucking good right now), you still don't want to risk chafing against her tight inner walls.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

Same pace, same distance, pulling out until your mushroom can almost taste air, then gliding back in slowly. You take hold of her tight hips, feeling her pelvic bone and using it as leverage as you piston in and out methodically. You give her a smack on the backside for good measure. Scarcely a ripple crosses her tight cheeks, but soon there's a red mark against her beautiful porcelain skin. You give her one on the other side to balance things out a little. It only takes one slap on each side for her arse to match her brilliant red hair.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

Time to pick up speed.