Unlike Albertus, Meron expected a certain amount of natural friction and resistance. There was hardly anything that could be done about it, considering how very unused such orifices were on her person. Regardless, she couldn't say she disliked the building tension of the situation either, especially not when it finally overflowed and reached a point of relaxation for her. In a moment like this, it seemed Albertus was keen to speak once more. He claimed he didn't believe pulling out was an option this time, which Meron strangely took as praise. "Hm, well, I don't think pulling out will be necessary. There are worse places to end up stuck after all~" she mused seeming to find the whole thing rather interesting.
As true progress began, a slow and steady pacing was seemingly demanded by both people. The natural inclination of the body of both these individuals had her hips only moving gently against him as he pushed forward into the depths from this very different angle. There was heat, tension and an extreme bit of pressure. She could for her own part, definitely understand how this position could accomplish the goal of helping her achieve orgasm, and she imagined the rather tight squeeze being something that Albertus could enjoy as well. Given this she let herself fall further and further to this new sort of debauchery. And it wouldn't take long at all for the gentle notes and noises to begin to escape her lips. After all, it felt rather nice for him to be buried within her depths this way, it was far from unpleasant now that it was finally there, she could go along with it, until the pressure became too much for her, and eventually spilled over with the moisture from her loins into a deep pressure orgasm which left her clamped around his tool as if she didn't ever intend for him to extract it again.