Hannibal enjoyed hearing her moan. His hands continued to move over her breasts. He felt her settle her weight stop him and he smirked a bit up at her. "We should ride horses more often." He said. He suspected that she was not accosted to keeping her thighs parted so wide other than when riding a horse.

His cock would continue to harden in her hand. It would seem to grow in length and girth within her hand. Her thumb would find itself wet rapidly. His thumbs moved to roll over her nipples slowly and methodically. His lips drifted up the side of her neck slowly to nibble on her ear. "Tell me truthfully. Have you ever touched yourself?" He rumbled lowly into her ear.

It was quite clear that she was a passionate woman. He was curious if she had ever had stray thoughts that turned into less than proper actions.