[ Without thinking, probably because she's too busy keeping in purrs of her own, she lets out a laugh. ] You mean the "nice" number? It's-- [ Realization smacks her. ] Oh.
[ Her eyes go wide yet again, then she does her best impression of him mere minutes ago, meek and red-faced. Well. Okay, then. That'll definitely get the job done, won't it?
So forbidden. A little dangerous. Very intriguing. As he thinks, he's not the only one aching for more.
Her jaw slackens a little as his finger slides past her lips, her teeth reluctant to release it before he moves away. And without his hand below, too, she's left feeling cold, her yearning intensifying. Like so many things since they started listening to heartbeats, this was another questionable decision that sounded amazing the longer she thought about it. ]
Okay. Just... [ She swallows down her fears as best she can. Worrying about being powerful will have to come later. ] Tell me if I'm doing anything wrong.
[ It's hard to rely on her ability to fake confidence with something like this, but she'll do what she can otherwise. Monika shifts onto her knees, crawling towards him, going to settle on him normally. Wait--that's wrong. She laughs weakly, then turns around, straddling him backwards. Now to just...get properly in position? Is she even far back enough for him? She can't tell. Her mind's now too laser-focused on pleasing him perfectly.
His cock looms below, heavy, wet, wanting. She takes a steadying breath. Just put those privates between her breasts and do as he instructed. Easy peasy. There's a quick peer at him over her shoulder, then she sinks gradually lower. Should she wrap herself around him once she's low enough? Keep her breasts squished together and slide him in...?
She goes with sliding him in. It'll give her some time to adjust without accidentally taking some privates to the eyeball. Another breath, and the head of said privates slowly pushes up into the tight channel she's created. Maybe too tight? It's a slight struggle to get him all the way through. ]
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[ Her eyes go wide yet again, then she does her best impression of him mere minutes ago, meek and red-faced. Well. Okay, then. That'll definitely get the job done, won't it?
So forbidden. A little dangerous. Very intriguing. As he thinks, he's not the only one aching for more.
Her jaw slackens a little as his finger slides past her lips, her teeth reluctant to release it before he moves away. And without his hand below, too, she's left feeling cold, her yearning intensifying. Like so many things since they started listening to heartbeats, this was another questionable decision that sounded amazing the longer she thought about it. ]
Okay. Just... [ She swallows down her fears as best she can. Worrying about being powerful will have to come later. ] Tell me if I'm doing anything wrong.
[ It's hard to rely on her ability to fake confidence with something like this, but she'll do what she can otherwise. Monika shifts onto her knees, crawling towards him, going to settle on him normally. Wait--that's wrong. She laughs weakly, then turns around, straddling him backwards. Now to just...get properly in position? Is she even far back enough for him? She can't tell. Her mind's now too laser-focused on pleasing him perfectly.
His cock looms below, heavy, wet, wanting. She takes a steadying breath. Just put those privates between her breasts and do as he instructed. Easy peasy. There's a quick peer at him over her shoulder, then she sinks gradually lower. Should she wrap herself around him once she's low enough? Keep her breasts squished together and slide him in...?
She goes with sliding him in. It'll give her some time to adjust without accidentally taking some privates to the eyeball. Another breath, and the head of said privates slowly pushes up into the tight channel she's created. Maybe too tight? It's a slight struggle to get him all the way through. ]
Erm. Is that too much?