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The feel of his fingers gliding so easily into her has Flora moaning with pleasure. Her hand falls away from his hair, gliding appreciably down his bicep and curling around his elbow before forcing his fingers farther into her, even past the point where she could feel anything more than the pressure of them. Even so, Koa would feel the Doubletake coil around him, shivering with delight. Though she was certainly not about to argue that Koa didn't know what he was doing (he'd come quite a long way since that initial fumble in her bedroom), but gods sometimes the moment could add just as much heat as fingers and tongues could.
It was the sort of thing you could only really appreciate at 21—having a boy whisper about wanting to fuck you in public before finger-banging you around your panties—but gods if it didn't strike just the right chord in what was quickly becoming one of Flora's favourite songs.
"What I can do.." Flora manages once the initial throbs of pleasure have quieted somewhat and she's able to think despite the roll of his thumb against her clit. Uncoiling her leg from around Koa's waist, Flora steps up against the lower rung of the bridge, raising her about 6 inches. "Is let you bend me over and fuck me right here." She purrs against his ear, and just in case he thinks about arguing, the queen removes her hand from beneath his shirt. While it's an awkward angle to say the least, she manages to press her palm against the tenting in the front of her pants, cupping the head of his cock before sliding down as much of his length as she can manage without hindering his own ministrations between her thighs.
It was the sort of thing you could only really appreciate at 21—having a boy whisper about wanting to fuck you in public before finger-banging you around your panties—but gods if it didn't strike just the right chord in what was quickly becoming one of Flora's favourite songs.
"What I can do.." Flora manages once the initial throbs of pleasure have quieted somewhat and she's able to think despite the roll of his thumb against her clit. Uncoiling her leg from around Koa's waist, Flora steps up against the lower rung of the bridge, raising her about 6 inches. "Is let you bend me over and fuck me right here." She purrs against his ear, and just in case he thinks about arguing, the queen removes her hand from beneath his shirt. While it's an awkward angle to say the least, she manages to press her palm against the tenting in the front of her pants, cupping the head of his cock before sliding down as much of his length as she can manage without hindering his own ministrations between her thighs.
