His gloved finger faces absolutely no resistance as it slides into her heat, easily slipping in and out of her folds and coming out absolutely glistening with her arousal. Sheryl is so turned on it's painful, her nipples achingly hard and her pussy practically begging for release. She grits her teeth to stop from moaning like she really wants to, because she's still in character.

She almost breaks character when she feels his lips close on her neck, because he's long known that giving her hickeys is one thing he cannot do, but hadn't she cleared her schedule this week for that exact reason? Still, Sheryl does briefly tense in a way that's not in character until she talks herself down.

She gets a little too into character, however. "You pig," she mutters, as he sticks his finger into her mouth.

Instinctively, she bites.