[But he doesn't want water! He wants her pussy juice... Which he won't verbally say it. Again, too embarrassing. It'll make him sound perverted, which he is not one! Instead, he'll just smolder a little in his spot.]
Whatever, I'm not that thirsty.
[So said the mech who's still tasting her on his palm. As for touching himself? His initial thought is to say "no". He wouldn't want to do such an embarrassing and sexual act like masturbation in public. Neverminded he's willingly fucked her pussy with his fingers and also wanting to wet his throat with her juices. But then, another thought comes to mind, and as Monika reminds him, his coat can block all the good parts.
His hand once again squeezes her panties, drying it out at this point, but there's enough moisture to make his hand wet again. However, this won't go in the direction Monika may be thinking. He'll have to move away from the lovely slight of her drenched pussy, but that's fine, in exchange she gets a show.
He crawls over a top Monika, careful to not touch her "sensitive" skin while he gets into position. His legs splay over her, knees rest on either side of his torso, and his wet hand wraps around his cock. With this position, his coat can hide both his and Monika's good parts. No show for the other people who may pass by them.]
For your eyes only, my bratty Lord.
[Oh, he can't not at least get one childish response back at her. But without waiting to hear a response, he begins to jerks himself off, but his eyes are trained on Monika's, crimson staring deep into emerald. He could be staring at her tantalizing bits instead, but she has such lovely and sexy eyes, too.]
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Whatever, I'm not that thirsty.
[So said the mech who's still tasting her on his palm. As for touching himself? His initial thought is to say "no". He wouldn't want to do such an embarrassing and sexual act like masturbation in public. Neverminded he's willingly fucked her pussy with his fingers and also wanting to wet his throat with her juices. But then, another thought comes to mind, and as Monika reminds him, his coat can block all the good parts.
His hand once again squeezes her panties, drying it out at this point, but there's enough moisture to make his hand wet again. However, this won't go in the direction Monika may be thinking. He'll have to move away from the lovely slight of her drenched pussy, but that's fine, in exchange she gets a show.
He crawls over a top Monika, careful to not touch her "sensitive" skin while he gets into position. His legs splay over her, knees rest on either side of his torso, and his wet hand wraps around his cock. With this position, his coat can hide both his and Monika's good parts. No show for the other people who may pass by them.]
For your eyes only, my bratty Lord.
[Oh, he can't not at least get one childish response back at her. But without waiting to hear a response, he begins to jerks himself off, but his eyes are trained on Monika's, crimson staring deep into emerald. He could be staring at her tantalizing bits instead, but she has such lovely and sexy eyes, too.]