Elsa's cheeks flushed a delicate pink, but she didn't break eye contact with Gon as she straddled his hips, her core hovering just above his rod, which had hardened again at the sight of her.
"Please, Master Gon," she whispered, her voice trembling with need as she lowered herself slightly, the tip of his rod brushing against her slick folds. "I need you inside me."
Gon groaned low in his throat, his hands gripping her hips as he guided her down, the heat of her core enveloping him as she sank onto his rod inch by torturous inch.
Elsa's breath hitched, a soft moan escaping her lips as he filled her completely, her walls stretching to accommodate his girth.
"Fuck, Elsa," he growled, his voice rough with desire. "You feel so good."
Elsa's head tipped back, her blonde hair spilling down her back as she began to move, her hips rocking slowly at first, savoring the sensation of him buried deep inside her core.
