Can't say I'm thinking about anyone outside of this room right about now, ( she replies through an airy little laugh at the feeling of his lips against her stomach. feeling the need to be helpful, she kicks off her boots and lets them clatter to the floor, socks following suit. she'll even go as far as lifting her hips up to help him tug her jeans over her hips before settling back down, contentedly lounging beneath him all over again. )
Better get that knife off first. ( but she'll let him do that, tilting her head to simply watch him. )
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Better get that knife off first. ( but she'll let him do that, tilting her head to simply watch him. )