[ It's almost as she imagined, her decisively seated on him with all of it shrouded by the fullness of her skirts, keeping their act hidden from even their eyes — but she certainly feels it, her arousal, her previous release allowing her to accommodate him easily and enabling her to move on him soon after that.
But she'll go purposefully slow, thighs tensing and relaxing at his hips as she begins that slow rocking, a scant number of inches slipping out of her before she grinds again, down to the very hilt. ]
Mmm. [ She parts her lips, lets her tongue tease against his, playful flicks and curves. He's trembling beneath her, almost as if he's fighting to hold back; in a sense, so is she, the urge to ride him hard flickering at the edge of her judgment. ] You would be permitted to fuck me like that again.
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But she'll go purposefully slow, thighs tensing and relaxing at his hips as she begins that slow rocking, a scant number of inches slipping out of her before she grinds again, down to the very hilt. ]
Mmm. [ She parts her lips, lets her tongue tease against his, playful flicks and curves. He's trembling beneath her, almost as if he's fighting to hold back; in a sense, so is she, the urge to ride him hard flickering at the edge of her judgment. ] You would be permitted to fuck me like that again.