William And His Interruption Habit**

Arielle then extended her hand to hold Ronan's penis, replacing the man's own hand. She rubbed it from the top to bottom using both hands. Because the chair Ronan sat on was quite high, Arielle had to lean on her knees on the floor so that she could play the hard object in her hands more freely.

Ronan's breath started to hitch. He groaned softly and muffled his moans each time Arielle gripped his penis tighter.

"Fuck…" 

Ronan grabbed Arielle's nape and made her look at him. His gaze was glued to the girl's slightly opened lips. They were red and glistened with saliva. He closed his eyes slightly to enjoy every touch of Arielle, which was getting better than before. Ronan knew that his wife had learned how to do it because her hand's movements no longer felt awkward and hesitant.

Even though at the beginning she looked clumsy, Arielle managed to do it better and made him moan in great pleasure.