She likes his rambling, even if she's never said as much. It's SKELLIG, unfiltered, not curated for her to hear.
Her fingers stroke, tease his arms, linger over the tattoo. "Liked being on your shoulder, but hands are better."
She kisses his sternum, slow and lingering, rocks her hips. Her hands stroke his belly as she rubs and rocks with her hips. "Hands to touch, to tease, to explore your body. Hands to make you ache with want, hard for me."
She moans in pleasure "Friction is so good, but makes it tricky to touch you where I want to."
"Would you like to taste me, darling? Should I ride your lovely face while I'm looking at your cock, put my hands and my mouth on you while you're getting my cunt so very wet?"
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Her fingers stroke, tease his arms, linger over the tattoo. "Liked being on your shoulder, but hands are better."
She kisses his sternum, slow and lingering, rocks her hips. Her hands stroke his belly as she rubs and rocks with her hips. "Hands to touch, to tease, to explore your body. Hands to make you ache with want, hard for me."
She moans in pleasure "Friction is so good, but makes it tricky to touch you where I want to."
"Would you like to taste me, darling? Should I ride your lovely face while I'm looking at your cock, put my hands and my mouth on you while you're getting my cunt so very wet?"