[ he saw that as flirting? they were just having a normal conversation, bro... well, as normal as they can get in a resort that encourages debauchery anyway. might as well get used to that kind of talk now or never if she's going to stay here for a while.

before she can dryly comment on how she'd never had someone whoop and holler over getting pussy from a ginger, however, her cunt twitches from the sudden contact of his hand, and she folds her knees up so that he can have better access to between her legs. she has yet to let go of his cock though, and matches his pace accordingly. ]

I mean... I can't really pretend that I know what I'm doing here, right?

[ an awkward laugh to help disguise the soft moan that threatens to slip out her tongue just now. ]

Just tell me if... If I'm doing well enough. [ she picks up the pace in stroking his cock, her freckled shoulders trembling slightly. ] It's the least I can do for you.