He reached around her and grabbed a hold of one of her breasts, and he heard Arit moan as he pinched her nipple.
"Don't move yet. Just relax, my king~"
Arit said this before she started to gently move herself on his dick.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
Arit was moving slowly, slapping her ass against Mark's lap over and over again as she released short breaths of exertion. Mark tried to set the tempo and make her move faster, but Arit shook her head as she told him to let her do it. Mark finally agreed, and he just held her waist tightly with one hand and wrapped the other one around her breast as she continued moving.