[ Red almost whines - does whine - as Ishamel slides her fingers into her. She's wet and willing and her body takes her easily, her legs trembling, her toes and fingers curling as she tries to arch into that touch, even though she's restrained. Her arms flex against the ropes and she finally lets go. Just a little. It's a long groan, growing louder, punctuated by pants as she tries to get more friction. More of that sense of being filled and stretched. ]
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[ Red almost whines - does whine - as Ishamel slides her fingers into her. She's wet and willing and her body takes her easily, her legs trembling, her toes and fingers curling as she tries to arch into that touch, even though she's restrained. Her arms flex against the ropes and she finally lets go. Just a little. It's a long groan, growing louder, punctuated by pants as she tries to get more friction. More of that sense of being filled and stretched. ]
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