[ so much patience, patience to go around even. w's patient too, she patiently tracked down and assassinated every single person who had anything to do with theresa's murder, didn't she? by contrast, nipping at a ferocious wolf's heels until she snaps is simple enough exercise in discipline, or it would be if texas didn't look and sound so fucking delicious. ]
Oh, I'm gonna devour you.
[ that's just a matter of fact, a statement of the inevitable. she's going to put her mouth anywhere texas will let her and her teeth are coming too. right now, they gently catch the very edge of one pussy lip, her lips pursing for a soft suckle, her hands fanning over texas's thighs in case she gets any bright ideas about rutting up into w's mouth. of course that won't do, w wants her spread wide to soak in these soft kisses she's pressing to those reddened, slick-shined lips, wants her to feel her huffing breath heating where it aches the most, and she's just cruel enough to watch her face the whole time. ]
But if I fuck you... [ she rolls out her tongue, licks just the smallest taste of slick from beneath that enticing hole. ] I'm gonna really have to give it to you and it definitely won't be pretty. You said it yourself, you need it rough.
[ ok texas didn't quite say that, sure. who cares. w likes the sound of herself saying it. if texas wants to call her on it, she's already eyeing up those thighs again, thinking maybe she should work on them a little more. maybe texas ought to be black and blue and polka-dotted all over.
it'd sound even hotter if texas DID say it. she walks her dainty fingers up the inside of texas's thigh, rubs the pads of them in that same careful circumference around a hole that looks hungrier and hungrier by the second. ]
Say it. [ she urges with a smirk. who needs that stupid magic wand? she could get off just on that wild look in texas's eyes, her cunt clenching just off the realization of how close to the edge she's driving poor texas. ] Tell me how bad you need it.
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Oh, I'm gonna devour you.
[ that's just a matter of fact, a statement of the inevitable. she's going to put her mouth anywhere texas will let her and her teeth are coming too. right now, they gently catch the very edge of one pussy lip, her lips pursing for a soft suckle, her hands fanning over texas's thighs in case she gets any bright ideas about rutting up into w's mouth. of course that won't do, w wants her spread wide to soak in these soft kisses she's pressing to those reddened, slick-shined lips, wants her to feel her huffing breath heating where it aches the most, and she's just cruel enough to watch her face the whole time. ]
But if I fuck you... [ she rolls out her tongue, licks just the smallest taste of slick from beneath that enticing hole. ] I'm gonna really have to give it to you and it definitely won't be pretty. You said it yourself, you need it rough.
[ ok texas didn't quite say that, sure. who cares. w likes the sound of herself saying it. if texas wants to call her on it, she's already eyeing up those thighs again, thinking maybe she should work on them a little more. maybe texas ought to be black and blue and polka-dotted all over.
it'd sound even hotter if texas DID say it. she walks her dainty fingers up the inside of texas's thigh, rubs the pads of them in that same careful circumference around a hole that looks hungrier and hungrier by the second. ]
Say it. [ she urges with a smirk. who needs that stupid magic wand? she could get off just on that wild look in texas's eyes, her cunt clenching just off the realization of how close to the edge she's driving poor texas. ] Tell me how bad you need it.