Dr. Pox
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jun 18, 2019
Her voice, whimpering. It sounded like distress for a moment, enough to make him freeze with his fingers inside her. But then her hips bucked a little and she cozied into it, seeming to want him deeper. It made him reevaluate the sound. It was "Did you moan?" He asked her, only getting a little bit of her mouth, her lips on his chin. He shrilled a little bit. "Ironic. I kind of like a little biting." He chuckled. He turned his head a little, feeling her hair on his face, seeing her eyes close and a soft yearning uttering from her throat. He liked that sound, he liked how she writhed a little in his touch. He wanted more... so much more. He looked at her face, her lips. "I wish- I wish I could kiss you." It was the first time he considered what was he living for? To be alone in his apartment forever.
A single kiss... would that be all it took?
His hand began to slowly squeeze her breast, molding her chest in a slow, methodical manner as he pulled her to him, their bodies beginning to rub, to writhe. He turned his face into her. She almost had a smell to her, maybe coming from her lust need. He nibbled on her ear as she played with his, his own moans echoing as his body tensed, getting harder, fiercer with her. An exhale as a lover's sigh. "Kiss. Touch..." he couldn't bring himself to say more.
He was surprised honestly but her insides seemed to alive. Warming more then her own skin, leaking as his finger tensed and rubbed. Swollen lips was all too eager to accept his rough hand as he palmed her pussy, middle finger exploring between her lips for that sweet succulent entrance. His fingers seemed to echo, to rythmn with her bucking needy hips. His motions long, slow, agonizing as his ringers reached deep inside her. She would feel his finger tips pressing at the inside of her clit, the nerves being stimulated. His motions were in, out, in, rubbing against quivering flesh. Her insides molded enough that his whole finger reached inside. To the ends. Then, another finger joined in, stretching her as tips pushed and prodded, curling inside to out.
Touching, fondling her, his own hips seemed to rub against her as he pulled her to him. He pressed his lips to her jaw, then her through, her shoulder. The cool skin warmed under his lips. Then his tongue joined in, coating the skin, pulling it. She'd feel teeth, see how she liked it as he suckled on her neck.
A single kiss... would that be all it took?
His hand began to slowly squeeze her breast, molding her chest in a slow, methodical manner as he pulled her to him, their bodies beginning to rub, to writhe. He turned his face into her. She almost had a smell to her, maybe coming from her lust need. He nibbled on her ear as she played with his, his own moans echoing as his body tensed, getting harder, fiercer with her. An exhale as a lover's sigh. "Kiss. Touch..." he couldn't bring himself to say more.
He was surprised honestly but her insides seemed to alive. Warming more then her own skin, leaking as his finger tensed and rubbed. Swollen lips was all too eager to accept his rough hand as he palmed her pussy, middle finger exploring between her lips for that sweet succulent entrance. His fingers seemed to echo, to rythmn with her bucking needy hips. His motions long, slow, agonizing as his ringers reached deep inside her. She would feel his finger tips pressing at the inside of her clit, the nerves being stimulated. His motions were in, out, in, rubbing against quivering flesh. Her insides molded enough that his whole finger reached inside. To the ends. Then, another finger joined in, stretching her as tips pushed and prodded, curling inside to out.
Touching, fondling her, his own hips seemed to rub against her as he pulled her to him. He pressed his lips to her jaw, then her through, her shoulder. The cool skin warmed under his lips. Then his tongue joined in, coating the skin, pulling it. She'd feel teeth, see how she liked it as he suckled on her neck.