"Not exactly my expertise... I'm much better at getting right to the good part, but I'll try to be a good girl just this once, mm?" Her words were more of a purr than anything else, Daphne looking more than a little pleased with herself-- especially at the feeling of his rapidly-hardening cock. At this rate, it would be a genuine challenge not to brag about his cock to Tracey, no matter how little she cared for Mr. Worse-Than-Adrian-Pucey.
She couldn't help it; a soft laugh escaped her at the feeling of his pinning her wrists above her head in spite of her best efforts to hold back... this guy was gutsy, and she was more than a little into it. "Mm... you're too good at this for your own good."