[ That's certainly more than she'd expected-- which is the last thought that soundly drifts through her mind, before she loses herself wholly in his affections. It's a welcome thing, to drown under him, immersed in his scent and taste. Nothing else matters.
Tongue dancing around his, she breathes a moan into his mouth as she leans back, to pull his weight onto her. If dominance is what he desires, she'll allow him just that. ]
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Tongue dancing around his, she breathes a moan into his mouth as she leans back, to pull his weight onto her. If dominance is what he desires, she'll allow him just that. ]