Looking over her shoulder, Unta smirked. "Wow, couldn't even make it half way, could you? Well, don't you worry, mistress, you just stand there, and let me take care of everything." Unta put a little extra sway into her hips, letting the simple motion of her walking wrap and twist her anal passage around Greta's dick. "Tell you what, if you can make it back to the cave without cumming in my ass, then you can play the role of mistress whenever you want."