She pleases the hunter

Worry and a measure of pleasure entered Jessica's mind as she decided to react. The man still seemed to have reason, and seemed to be more horny than merely wanting her fully. And his surprisingly skilled touch to her sensative frame was causing some reaction in her. She wouldn't give him the pleasure of seeing her face react, but she would give him some physical pleasure. So her inexperienced hand cupped the man's crotch, feeling the fleshy weight and the heat that emanated from the manhood. It seemed to work for the man, as he let out an audible moan.

"It seems the lass is a little more grateful than I thought." The man commented, quickly under his breath, almost as if to himself.
Jessica's finger's found the form of his manhood. A column of flesh, its head heavy, but altogether flesh and still pliant to her fingers. A dull thrill of accomplishment as she felt the tip dampen and the whole of tool harden to her ministration. Her hand cupped, she danced her middling fingers on the phallus, as she shared her own heat to the rest of the tool, keeping the flared end resting on her wrist, throbbing against her own pulse. The man's breath grew rhythmed against her her neck. The new stimulation to him enough to prevent his assault against her neck. But his bated breath served an equal purpose, showing reaction to her ministration. As little attention her neck received, his attentions to her chest had redoubled. His fingers now, ignoring the sharpness of his nails against her flesh, the pressure of his fingers were like a masseuse, pressing beyond skin and massaging her aching bosom.

As their mutual pleasuring continued, the man switched his attentions from breast to breast, his remaining hand only dancing across her body, gripping her butt, her face, and her thighs intermittently. Jessica on her end, was perfecting her over the pants technique. Realizing the sensative of the flesh just below the bell of his cock, had begun to focus her attentions on it. She found her breath had begun to come in equal pacing as the man, as their mutual excitement progressed.
Jessica felt a thrill of power as she realized her power over this man's pleasure. And she wanted to explore her power a bit further. After reaching a peak of pleasure, as the man temporarily brought his lips to her nipple, his accumulate titillation bringing a gentle wave of pleasure across her, she drew her hand up to man's waist, as she let feminine moans escape her throats. As the waves subsided, she felt the man's fingers rubbing at her fleshy nub, over her skirt, her moist vagina adding to the wet sensation. The fingers lingering longer each iteration.
Instead of being passive to this action, Jessica decided to take more incentive, and looped her fingers around the man's waistband. she took a moment there to gather her resolve, but she could again sense the power of the action had upon the man, seeing his breath slow and his actions below subsiding.
Seeing the result she desired, Jessica, face still turned away delved her fingers to the man's cock. Feeling the raw, unprotected thickness and heat coming from it. Thinking to her earlier realizations, she brought her fingers in the tight space up to his cockhead and continued her cupping/sliding action against it. The man seemed to take pleasure in it, leaning against her as his hips seemed to buck into the movement of the action.

This continued for a minute. His own pleasuring of her forgotten slopply, as his palm still slid against her left nipple as he rocked with pleasure. Jessica took the reaction well, and hastened her ministration, experimenting, landing on ringing her fingers around the thrusting cock. Finally, the man seemed to seize, forcibly, the man grasped her face with both his hands, forcing his face to hers in a facsimile of kiss, as he cock seized even harder in grip, a wet surge as a thick fluid began to pump along is length. Jessica felt her own heat between her legs increase as she felt each pump and accompanying hot gasp against her bosom.
Finally, after soiling his own small clothes with his seed, Jessica withdrew her hand, and the man, after a moment's pause, withdrew, stepping back .
"...."

"...."

Jessica wiped her hand and without another word proceeded up the stairs, uninterrupted by the man.