[ she does keep grinding against it for awhile, moaning loudly and shamelessly. It doesn't take too long though before it becomes too much, and she lifts her hips and grabs his dick to guide it as she lowers herself onto it, her free hand flat against her face as she shudders and cries out in pleasure as he sinks into her. ]
[ She slowly moves her hand out of the way, trembling. He can see her half-lidded eyes, hazy and unfocused as she adjusts to him, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she breathes heavily, almost panting, a spot of drool leaking from the corner of her mouth --
The massive blush on her face, you know. She sinks down to his knot, rubbing against it experimentally before she lifts herself up and starts bouncing, leaning forward to brace both hands on his chest. With every thrust she rolls her hips, soft crooning whines accompanying the motion. ]
He slides his palms down her thighs and lifts a hand to stroke her lips, he's bloody with you know, his own blood, but he's still going to pry her lips open to pet her tongue.]
Yea. You feel lovely, darling. My cute little bride. My slutty wife. Come on, show me everything, don't hold back.
[ !!! oh! she starts sucking at his finger before he speaks, but when he does that by itself sends a wave of pleasure through her -- she's loved, wanted, cute, and slutty is also probably praise or comforting somehow,
But in response she just giggles cutely, a completely 100% dumb fucking 'jesus I am so braindead but so happy right now' smile spreading across her face as she does, at she picks up the pace and leans back again, arcing her back so her chest is puffed out. ]
Love! I lo~ve you ❤ My dear husband, I love you so so so much, thank you -- a-ah...!
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Re: Day 57
[ she does keep grinding against it for awhile, moaning loudly and shamelessly. It doesn't take too long though before it becomes too much, and she lifts her hips and grabs his dick to guide it as she lowers herself onto it, her free hand flat against her face as she shudders and cries out in pleasure as he sinks into her. ]
Re: Day 57
Re: Day 57
[ She slowly moves her hand out of the way, trembling. He can see her half-lidded eyes, hazy and unfocused as she adjusts to him, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she breathes heavily, almost panting, a spot of drool leaking from the corner of her mouth --
The massive blush on her face, you know. She sinks down to his knot, rubbing against it experimentally before she lifts herself up and starts bouncing, leaning forward to brace both hands on his chest. With every thrust she rolls her hips, soft crooning whines accompanying the motion. ]
Do I feel good...? Dear.
Re: Day 57
He slides his palms down her thighs and lifts a hand to stroke her lips, he's bloody with you know, his own blood, but he's still going to pry her lips open to pet her tongue.]
Yea. You feel lovely, darling. My cute little bride. My slutty wife. Come on, show me everything, don't hold back.
Re: Day 57
But in response she just giggles cutely, a completely 100% dumb fucking 'jesus I am so braindead but so happy right now' smile spreading across her face as she does, at she picks up the pace and leans back again, arcing her back so her chest is puffed out. ]
Love! I lo~ve you ❤ My dear husband, I love you so so so much, thank you -- a-ah...!