Fritz lets out a giggle that manages to be both cute and sexy as she sees you scramble to get into position behind her after simply wiggle of her butt. She coos as you as press yourself against her, but just giggles in that sweet siren tone of hers again as your own gravid belly seems to get in the way of making things a simple straight forward affair. The next moment though she gasps as you, ever eager, grab her ass and spread her cheeks wide then mash your hips and belly against her rear. Once again she lets out little dainty laughs, but your so focused on getting what you want at this point her mirth of the situation is easily overlooked.
Finally you hit your target though, and are rewarded not with just an intense feeling of tightness as your cock sinks into Fritz's ass but a sexy squeal from the buxom blonde as well. A second later and your rocking back and forth as fast as you can, your shaft plundering that wonderfully hot vice like hole. Fritz meanwhile just moans happily and takes it. Clearly she was used to this kind of thing. Weren't girls supposed to be sort of against anal by and large? Well, that was your world you guess. Mages in this world were supposed known for being pretty promiscuous due to mana lust and all.
Whatever the case though, you manage to hold on a little better this time, managing to get around four minutes of action rather then three or less like before. And as an added bonus for your pride, right before you finish Fritz's squeals a passionate but short little squeal, making her hole ripple around your as your muscles flex and release. You feel a little bit of extra wetness land on your thighs and realize you just got her to cum! You made a real girl cum! Erm, not to say that was ever something you were concerned about that is. Of course you could do that. You were a man after all... keyword 'were'.
A minute later though and two of you are lying on the bed, covered in sweat in cum. Your panting, though Fritz seems rather composed. Must be an experience thing or something. Or maybe it was just because she was bigger then you. "Sure ma'am. Do you have any preference? Bulky? Slim and trim? Toned? Tall?", she says, suddenly giving you an array for criteria to pick from for you alibi man. You falter a little bit before answering, the nature of questions sort of making you a little uncomfortable considering your origins.