[ The sound that escapes her at the first touch comes out a little louder than she would've wanted and it ends up morphing into a laugh that then trails into a moan. ]
You--
[ She can't even finish the statement, his mouth on hers again and she opens it readily, the words lost in another moan as she pushes into his hand again. She squeezes his cheek again, also regretting their clothes being in the way of... most things. Also standing up. But no one can say Karen isn't good at improvising when she has to.
It's slow going, her mind torn very firmly in two directions: what his fingers are doing, not even embarrassed at how wet she is on said fingers (though her panties are a lost cause now, thanks, Poe). And moving her hand from his backside to his hip, stomach, all under his shirt. But she makes sure, once she gets to the front, to undo his pants before her hand is going to pay him back in kind. She grins and she gently tugs on his bottom lip with her teeth. ]
WHOOPS
You--
[ She can't even finish the statement, his mouth on hers again and she opens it readily, the words lost in another moan as she pushes into his hand again. She squeezes his cheek again, also regretting their clothes being in the way of... most things. Also standing up. But no one can say Karen isn't good at improvising when she has to.
It's slow going, her mind torn very firmly in two directions: what his fingers are doing, not even embarrassed at how wet she is on said fingers (though her panties are a lost cause now, thanks, Poe). And moving her hand from his backside to his hip, stomach, all under his shirt. But she makes sure, once she gets to the front, to undo his pants before her hand is going to pay him back in kind. She grins and she gently tugs on his bottom lip with her teeth. ]