[ The sound of his need and want of her makes the desire inside of her curl and coil in pleasure. All she wants, all she needs is to make her mate feel good. When his head falls back her mouth doesn't pause, peppering him with kisses and scraping her teeth lightly along the column of his neck. So wholly concentrated on him she doesn't pause to consider her scar now laid bare to him. She should want to hide it, to cover up because it only proves to be proof of her shame and failure. Of a chapter of her life that she's terrified to acknowledge. But there is no room for shame or embarrassment when Basch deserves to be awash in her attention and his own pleasure.
As he begins to play with her nipples her own head falls back, lips parted in exaltation as they stiffen into peaks under his touch. The friction of his strong, calloused fingers sends her mind into a frenzy. Their bodies are a mess of fenetic energy, pressing and grinding against one another in a desperate attempt to make the other feel good. The hand playing with his cock tugs and twists as she tugs at his lips. She wants him inside her, to fill her, to claim her as his. She wants more. She wants him in all the ways there is to have him.
Roughly she tugs at the back of his hair, allowing her teeth to tug against his lower lip. ]
Basch - show me how badly you need me.
[ Unhooking her legs from around him, she begins to push him down between them. Relinquishing her grasp on him, she tugs the fabric of her swimsuit to reveal her aching cunt. ]
Because I need you. [ Her chest flutters. ] Please.
don't you worry! i hope you had a lovely long weekend 💕
As he begins to play with her nipples her own head falls back, lips parted in exaltation as they stiffen into peaks under his touch. The friction of his strong, calloused fingers sends her mind into a frenzy. Their bodies are a mess of fenetic energy, pressing and grinding against one another in a desperate attempt to make the other feel good. The hand playing with his cock tugs and twists as she tugs at his lips. She wants him inside her, to fill her, to claim her as his. She wants more. She wants him in all the ways there is to have him.
Roughly she tugs at the back of his hair, allowing her teeth to tug against his lower lip. ]
Basch - show me how badly you need me.
[ Unhooking her legs from around him, she begins to push him down between them. Relinquishing her grasp on him, she tugs the fabric of her swimsuit to reveal her aching cunt. ]
Because I need you. [ Her chest flutters. ] Please.