[ She doesn't expect the doubling down and added pressure. Certainly doesn't expect the teeth on her neck, the hand going down her own pants. She moves her hand down, down, gripping the flesh of his ass before rearing up slightly at just how low he goes. But she continues to almost cling to him.
God, what a fucking tease he is. ]
Don't stop.
[ They should. She knows they should. But she just pushes herself against his hand instead, her breathing becoming harsher. ]
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God, what a fucking tease he is. ]
Don't stop.
[ They should. She knows they should. But she just pushes herself against his hand instead, her breathing becoming harsher. ]