[ she pulls up, pulls off and there's a distinct pop as her lips release their tight wrap around his dick, a thin line of saliva breaking as she straightens up, and her mouth gradually slants into a grin when she realizes exactly what he's trying to tell her that he wants. ]
Oh, yeah? I'm not gonna say no if you want to get in on the action too. [ even if she is going to have to do a brief contortionist act to work herself out of these goddamn leggings. but she peels off her sweatshirt first, skin already blushing pink with need; once she has his mouth on her she's going to be too hot for it anyway. she doesn't even bother to separate anything, just slips off everything she's got from the waist down by hooking her thumbs beneath it all, and when she scrambles up to him she's a stretch of pale limbs, adorned with ink in every direction.
she's almost always been some measure of clothed around him so this is different, settling over his face with her knees on either side of his head; she might have to make the most of her flexibility in stretching out across his body but she wants to see what he does first, how he meets her, what his mouth feels like. she palms over his abdomen, drags her nails back up over red skin, light scratches that don't press hard enough to really do anything but add more sensation. ] Go ahead, big guy. S'all yours.
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Oh, yeah? I'm not gonna say no if you want to get in on the action too. [ even if she is going to have to do a brief contortionist act to work herself out of these goddamn leggings. but she peels off her sweatshirt first, skin already blushing pink with need; once she has his mouth on her she's going to be too hot for it anyway. she doesn't even bother to separate anything, just slips off everything she's got from the waist down by hooking her thumbs beneath it all, and when she scrambles up to him she's a stretch of pale limbs, adorned with ink in every direction.
she's almost always been some measure of clothed around him so this is different, settling over his face with her knees on either side of his head; she might have to make the most of her flexibility in stretching out across his body but she wants to see what he does first, how he meets her, what his mouth feels like. she palms over his abdomen, drags her nails back up over red skin, light scratches that don't press hard enough to really do anything but add more sensation. ] Go ahead, big guy. S'all yours.