[ Lil Monix explains nothing, giving an annoying little shake of her head instead. Denying him answers will rile him more. She wants the beast inside him. More than dying horny, she wants to go out with a real bang.
It seems like she'll have her wish. The taste of his saliva has been just as heady as it's always been when his Diamond pulls the strings, the aphro pulsing through her with ferocious intensity. It'll only get worse; she knows this. She knows the rocky road this will lead them down.
Unlike him...she's no good at controlling herself. She likes to think she is, but she's a feather in the wind, carried by her every impulsive whim. Whenever the resort breaks down what semblance of self-control she has, this is the sort of thing that happens. Do what feels good. Do whatever will make her happy. Live her best life, even if it'll make her bleed the blood she should be fighting to keep inside. But who cares about blood when there's apparently none left to spill?
This bang better be nuclear, then. ]
Who wouldn't want to tame you~? You're the most dangerous game! [ She boops his nose, but her hand slowly eases away afterward. Her focus is moving elsewhere. ] Especially...when...
[ Oh. Oh God. Yes God. The shift of her hips, each hint of what lay beneath those trunks, pressing against her aching folds beneath her shorts...nothing can compare to the sight of it. Her breath catches once, twice, so many more times, each paired with a tremble of her body.
Her lips remain parted as she tears her gaze away from the monster lurking below, staring instead at his face. Her Spade quickly shoves her forward, her hands pressing down on his shoulders as their faces come close again. Immediately, her torso's sliding up and down against the thick length pushing up into her wet skin, pulling a soft moan out of her. Nowhere close to being inside her, and she's already moaning for him. ]
What's this, then? [ She huffs in amusement, biting her lower lip. ] You show me yours, I'll show you mine?
[ She's game. The "mine" ends up being her breasts. It takes only one hand for her to grab the bottom of her top and pull it over her head, discarding it into the sand. Her breasts fall free, one bounce, another--but they hover above his skin, each firm nipple so painfully close to touching him, the air between their bodies burning hotter. An invite? A taunt? ]
Speaking of, let's play a game. I make you cum first, then...you lose!
[ That's it. That's the game. After the cheekiest, messiest kiss in the world, she scrambles down his body like an orc seeking some delicious manflesh. In this case, she's aiming for the sausage he'd dangled before her. As long as he doesn't stop her downward journey, jamming his cock deep into her mouth should help the resort's premier cheater win an already rigged game. ]
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It seems like she'll have her wish. The taste of his saliva has been just as heady as it's always been when his Diamond pulls the strings, the aphro pulsing through her with ferocious intensity. It'll only get worse; she knows this. She knows the rocky road this will lead them down.
Unlike him...she's no good at controlling herself. She likes to think she is, but she's a feather in the wind, carried by her every impulsive whim. Whenever the resort breaks down what semblance of self-control she has, this is the sort of thing that happens. Do what feels good. Do whatever will make her happy. Live her best life, even if it'll make her bleed the blood she should be fighting to keep inside. But who cares about blood when there's apparently none left to spill?
This bang better be nuclear, then. ]
Who wouldn't want to tame you~? You're the most dangerous game! [ She boops his nose, but her hand slowly eases away afterward. Her focus is moving elsewhere. ] Especially...when...
[ Oh. Oh God. Yes God. The shift of her hips, each hint of what lay beneath those trunks, pressing against her aching folds beneath her shorts...nothing can compare to the sight of it. Her breath catches once, twice, so many more times, each paired with a tremble of her body.
Her lips remain parted as she tears her gaze away from the monster lurking below, staring instead at his face. Her Spade quickly shoves her forward, her hands pressing down on his shoulders as their faces come close again. Immediately, her torso's sliding up and down against the thick length pushing up into her wet skin, pulling a soft moan out of her. Nowhere close to being inside her, and she's already moaning for him. ]
What's this, then? [ She huffs in amusement, biting her lower lip. ] You show me yours, I'll show you mine?
[ She's game. The "mine" ends up being her breasts. It takes only one hand for her to grab the bottom of her top and pull it over her head, discarding it into the sand. Her breasts fall free, one bounce, another--but they hover above his skin, each firm nipple so painfully close to touching him, the air between their bodies burning hotter. An invite? A taunt? ]
Speaking of, let's play a game. I make you cum first, then...you lose!
[ That's it. That's the game. After the cheekiest, messiest kiss in the world, she scrambles down his body like an orc seeking some delicious manflesh. In this case, she's aiming for the sausage he'd dangled before her. As long as he doesn't stop her downward journey, jamming his cock deep into her mouth should help the resort's premier cheater win an already rigged game. ]