blonde

charlie

In her mind the whispered words are praises to Dygra, such that the blonde is helpless to do anything but add her own soft moans to Mateo's worship. With her head tilted back and her neck exposed, Charlie expects to feel teeth nipping at her flesh and drawing blood, as was so often her experience only to find the botanist's hands engaged in rather novel explorations of her body. Having little with which to bargain with, Mateo's knowledgable fingers would likely feel the cheapness of the fabric covering the ancient's petite frame; a tablecloth thrown over a priceless artifact.

Once upon a time, she'd have been able to keep up with Mateo drop for drop, but already she was feeling the colourful storm clouds of the snapdragon sparkling through her body. "Mmm, good." She sings approvingly, before tightening her thighs around Mateo's waist so that she could lean back somewhat while still having full use of her arms. Uncorking the vial, Charlie pulled down one side of her sundress, revealing a breast that, while small, was perfectly keeping in the curvacious-doll-sized proportions of the rest of the ancient's body. Placing a drop on her nipple, Charlie eyed the botanist as she arched her back, bringing her breast closer to his mouth.

they say i did something bad
then why'd it feel so good?

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!