sounds like something that i used to feel
Eloise moaned as his teeth and fingers grew more stern in their embrace of her skin, the illusionist exhaling a frustrated breath. She wanted so very much more.
And then he did something that made her want to simultaneously drown him and burst into laughter. Given ther he current mixture of arousal, need, and growing sexual frustration though, she did neither. "That was meant for me, you perfect idiot." She snarled against his chest where she'd all but curled herself in, as if she could somehow shrink herself down enough to simply be the tunnel of sensitive flesh wrapped around his cock. To silently articulate this, she pressed the object she'd been holding against his back, emphasizing that she had his hole well and taken care of and he was meant to reciprocate.
Men.
While he tried to kiss her, he'd find only Eloise's teeth against his bottom lip. Kissing was so very intimate..a thing for love. She'd had that once with a certain dark-eyed man she now worked a crew with. Perhaps one day she would again. For now, Eloise pressed another item into Loren's hand—the last she'd be able to make for a while—before reaching down to pull the selfishly-used butt-plug from Loren's ass. The one she'd made for this, the one with the handle to take care of their differences in height, was a great deal bigger he'd soon realize.
And then he did something that made her want to simultaneously drown him and burst into laughter. Given ther he current mixture of arousal, need, and growing sexual frustration though, she did neither. "That was meant for me, you perfect idiot." She snarled against his chest where she'd all but curled herself in, as if she could somehow shrink herself down enough to simply be the tunnel of sensitive flesh wrapped around his cock. To silently articulate this, she pressed the object she'd been holding against his back, emphasizing that she had his hole well and taken care of and he was meant to reciprocate.
Men.
While he tried to kiss her, he'd find only Eloise's teeth against his bottom lip. Kissing was so very intimate..a thing for love. She'd had that once with a certain dark-eyed man she now worked a crew with. Perhaps one day she would again. For now, Eloise pressed another item into Loren's hand—the last she'd be able to make for a while—before reaching down to pull the selfishly-used butt-plug from Loren's ass. The one she'd made for this, the one with the handle to take care of their differences in height, was a great deal bigger he'd soon realize.
