[ It's a good thing he's given up on caring about noise. She's losing the ability to keep hers in, and it's all his fault for fucking her cunt with his fingers the way he is. Her thighs are getting utterly soaked. If she comes out of this without her dress ruined, it'll be one hell of a miracle.
What a shame, though, that he has to learn another lovely thing the resort's been reinforcing on top of the greed, the selfishness, the desire for intensity. She's gotten bolder. More assertive. Seductive. Much dirtier when she's in the mood. While she'd treated him like that when they first met, her skills were nascent then. Now, she's refined them quite a bit. So when he asks for that bite? ]
Sorry, Waveypoo. [ He gets an "apologetic" super-soft bite. ] You didn't say please~
[ In other words...she's gotten more annoying.
She's at least nice enough to make some appreciative noises when he squeezes her breast, rubbing her hard nipple against his palm. His breast is released for a moment, not to continue being annoying, but to instead start tugging at his bodysuit to begin getting it open. As tempting as it'd be to see if there's a knife in their picnic basket and cut it off again, she's thoughtful enough not to ruin his clothes this time. They can do things the hard way, if only because it'll probably drive him madder.
It's a struggle anyway, considering just how his fingers are slamming into her. She's making a noise with nearly every inward thrust, whining when he stops to scissor, then continuing when he resumes his attack. Her hips turn as she shifts onto her back, wanting to spread her thighs and allow him better access. ]
Ahaha. Keep this up and--and you're not gonna have--ah--much of a choice.
[ He needs more teasing, however, so: ] What do I get if I let you fuck me some other way~? I bet you wish I could cum on your cock. [ She gives one hard bite, just to keep him wanting more. ] Your real one.
[ She may have passed out, but she knows he had one hell of a time, too. He needs a little reminder of that! For further taunting, she temporarily abandons his bodysuit to reach down and lightly drag her fingertips over the outline of his cock. ]
Did it feel good filling me up until I couldn't take anymore? [ Her fingers press in harder, circling over his cock's head. ] Did you like claiming me?
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What a shame, though, that he has to learn another lovely thing the resort's been reinforcing on top of the greed, the selfishness, the desire for intensity. She's gotten bolder. More assertive. Seductive. Much dirtier when she's in the mood. While she'd treated him like that when they first met, her skills were nascent then. Now, she's refined them quite a bit. So when he asks for that bite? ]
Sorry, Waveypoo. [ He gets an "apologetic" super-soft bite. ] You didn't say please~
[ In other words...she's gotten more annoying.
She's at least nice enough to make some appreciative noises when he squeezes her breast, rubbing her hard nipple against his palm. His breast is released for a moment, not to continue being annoying, but to instead start tugging at his bodysuit to begin getting it open. As tempting as it'd be to see if there's a knife in their picnic basket and cut it off again, she's thoughtful enough not to ruin his clothes this time. They can do things the hard way, if only because it'll probably drive him madder.
It's a struggle anyway, considering just how his fingers are slamming into her. She's making a noise with nearly every inward thrust, whining when he stops to scissor, then continuing when he resumes his attack. Her hips turn as she shifts onto her back, wanting to spread her thighs and allow him better access. ]
Ahaha. Keep this up and--and you're not gonna have--ah--much of a choice.
[ He needs more teasing, however, so: ] What do I get if I let you fuck me some other way~? I bet you wish I could cum on your cock. [ She gives one hard bite, just to keep him wanting more. ] Your real one.
[ She may have passed out, but she knows he had one hell of a time, too. He needs a little reminder of that! For further taunting, she temporarily abandons his bodysuit to reach down and lightly drag her fingertips over the outline of his cock. ]
Did it feel good filling me up until I couldn't take anymore? [ Her fingers press in harder, circling over his cock's head. ] Did you like claiming me?