Lucid
Planetoid
- Joined
- Apr 24, 2014
All of his affections made her feel hot, but even though she got what she wanted, or maybe because she got what she wanted, her mind wandered. Unhappiness was weighing her down, even in moments where she was supposed to forget it all. It was like a nagging angel in her ear, reminding her that acting like this wouldn't solve her problems. Then came the nagging devil, reminding her that she would be forever broken. It wasn't something about herself she imagined admitting to anyone, not even to someone who was hers. She thought self-hatred would make her look weak, even though it was something everyone went through at some point or another.
It was a fruitless struggle to try and forget her weaknesses, but she still sought escapism. She pulled her bottoms down, leaving her even more exposed. This was the type of exposure she didn't mind, especially when it played a role in wrapping men around her little finger. She straddled him again, not bothering to ask him if he liked it this time. The bulge she rubbed against was a clear enough answer. She simply smirked, letting his mouth play with her as he pleased. Even as her nipples hardened, she only let out a chuckle of pleasure rather than a moan.
It was a fruitless struggle to try and forget her weaknesses, but she still sought escapism. She pulled her bottoms down, leaving her even more exposed. This was the type of exposure she didn't mind, especially when it played a role in wrapping men around her little finger. She straddled him again, not bothering to ask him if he liked it this time. The bulge she rubbed against was a clear enough answer. She simply smirked, letting his mouth play with her as he pleased. Even as her nipples hardened, she only let out a chuckle of pleasure rather than a moan.