Hotaru
Zeus has crafted you from clay and gold
The sensation of his fingers through her hair makes her eyelids flutter, the pleasantness distracting in her crusade. Permission is all she needs to refocus however, and her lids fall low regardless as she feels heat unfurl and coil through her veins, slow but sure. Running her hands up the backs of his thighs, over the swell of his ass and to his hips, Ru leans closer and slowly runs her tongue from the base of his cock to the tip. Then she slowly smirks, letting the tip rest against the plush of her lips as they curl. "Thank you," she purrs like he has given her a gift, and sinks her mouth down over him with a hum of pleasure.
And, given she has no idea what his stamina is like, she uses a touch of magic to float her bag from the shelf to the edge of the shower basin. Just within reach for when she's ready to utilize it for that extra kick of sensation. But for now she merely starts a slow, steady pace, humming and curling her tongue as she looks up at him through lashes gone dark blonde with wetness.
And, given she has no idea what his stamina is like, she uses a touch of magic to float her bag from the shelf to the edge of the shower basin. Just within reach for when she's ready to utilize it for that extra kick of sensation. But for now she merely starts a slow, steady pace, humming and curling her tongue as she looks up at him through lashes gone dark blonde with wetness.
Such a lovely, pretty hand to hold - if you had the time
