Antoine couldn't believe how wonderfully tight the boy's body was. It reminded him of why he had chosen to patronize a young man for his pleasure. The boy knew how best to move, the right things to say to make the pleasure even more intense than it would normally be. Even the little cry that Nell gave urged him on, made his arousal even more intense.
Before settling on a rhythm, he experimented a little bit, moving different speeds. Finally, he settled on moving his hips slowly. He pulled so he was almost out before working his way back in. It simply intensified the experience and made him feel like he was on fire.
Lowering his lips, he kissed along Nell's neck, moaning softly. "Ahhh, mon amour, your body is amazing. A wonderful treat made to savour, worship." Sliding his hand down from the boy's waist, he wrapped his fingers around his cock, stroking in time with the thrusts of his body.