She settles on his lap and matches his much less chaste kiss with a much less chaste kiss of her own. This kiss has an edge of hunger, of WANT, to it. Her hands wander, tease, toy briefly with the feathers of his wings.
When they break for air, she grins. "Bet I could ride your cock without taking this dress off," she pants.
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Date: 2024-08-27 03:05 am (UTC)When they break for air, she grins. "Bet I could ride your cock without taking this dress off," she pants.