candlewax & polaroids on the hardwood floor
"I'm very complicated," Flora mumbles, hissing in a distracted breath. "Maybe the thought of us not being together turns me on." It didn't, not by a long shot, but teasing him certainly did, and so with a catlike grin she glances down at the way his cock was forced against his body. "How much do you wanna bet I could make you cum just like this?" The infamous Captain Jack, rendered no better than a two-pump chump all at the hands of his wonderfully hot and thoughtful and clever girlfriend. At least, that's how she'd remember it.
The sound of her name on his lips wipes away her smirk as a sudden flare of heat has her inhaling sharply, her body bracing against a wave of overwhelming need. "Gods you're a bastard," she moans as her eyes slip shut; every intention of toying with him further vanishes as she presses into his touch. Leaning forward to brace one hand against his chest, the queen opens her eyes enough to roll them at Jack, but before she manages to do even that, the press of Jack's thumb has her body shivering as something inside of her core yields.
Swallowing, with her free hand Flora reaches for his cock, grasping the base a good deal more firmly than was strictly necessary as if to punish him for so easily shredding her willpower. Lifting her hips up enough to free his length entirely, the queen positions herself above him before immediately sinking down, suddenly desperate with the need to feel him fully inside of her.
The sound of her name on his lips wipes away her smirk as a sudden flare of heat has her inhaling sharply, her body bracing against a wave of overwhelming need. "Gods you're a bastard," she moans as her eyes slip shut; every intention of toying with him further vanishes as she presses into his touch. Leaning forward to brace one hand against his chest, the queen opens her eyes enough to roll them at Jack, but before she manages to do even that, the press of Jack's thumb has her body shivering as something inside of her core yields.
Swallowing, with her free hand Flora reaches for his cock, grasping the base a good deal more firmly than was strictly necessary as if to punish him for so easily shredding her willpower. Lifting her hips up enough to free his length entirely, the queen positions herself above him before immediately sinking down, suddenly desperate with the need to feel him fully inside of her.
