Think you like me bad. [ but her voice is a whisper too, as soft as she can make it at least, softer when it's only him she's talking to, and she closes her eyes, feels the depth of his voice in the vibrations from his chest against her back, sinks teeth into her lower lip to stifle another whimper. ]
But I can be good, I can. [ and just for a second, it's her saying a lot more than just what they're doing here. maybe it's not so obvious, even to her, that she's veering closer to admitting something else about herself but she won't dwell on it now, not when his fingers stroke down to tease a deeper penetration and she rolls her hips back again, tilting up towards them. ] Maybe good enough to get your dick in my mouth.
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But I can be good, I can. [ and just for a second, it's her saying a lot more than just what they're doing here. maybe it's not so obvious, even to her, that she's veering closer to admitting something else about herself but she won't dwell on it now, not when his fingers stroke down to tease a deeper penetration and she rolls her hips back again, tilting up towards them. ] Maybe good enough to get your dick in my mouth.