She wants to, but she doesn't look at him as she steadies herself with one hand on his shoulder, the skirt falling down and hiding them both, and with her other hand guides his cock to her entrance, sinks down with a satisfied hiss. She's wet enough that he slides in and she slides down, and only when she's taken him to the hilt does she move her hand up to his shoulder as well.

"Mmh - so hard," she murmurs in thrilled compliment, her voice carrying with the light breeze. For now, that's it, just staying still with him inside her, the girth of his cock spreading her, filling her. She lifts one hand and brushes her fingertips over his brow, tightening around him experimentally.