[SEASONAL EVENT] A Palmer for Long Night

Phoebe smiled a little when he gasped and bit his lip, clear signs that what she was doing - which she had no clue about she was basically making things up as she went - was enjoyable. That in and of itself made it enjoyable for her, boosting her confidence to act with more certainty. Still, it wasn't the easiest position from which to do this, and she wasn't exactly so confident in her ability to roll him over to have easier access. But she didn't have long to concern herself with the possibility of being able to do so as his own hand slid down her torso and under the waistband of her shorts. It was her turn to gasp - not because he found what he was looking for right away mind you. But just knowing his hand was there, the first and only to ever touch her so intimately, was enough to send her heart racing and body yearning for more. Her hips tilted almost instinctively to help him find her clit, sending mind into a near frenzy once he finally did. Such pleasure she had never experienced before! Phoebe moaned and rocked her hips against his hand, doing her best to continue to run her hand along his cock but faltering here and there as he continued to explore. She glanced up at him, looking a bit dazed and confused when he started to speak. But he didn't finish his sentence, instead eliciting something between a gasp and a moan as he pressed a finger into her. He hadn't gone very far and what she felt was more akin to anticipation than pleasure in that moment, but she nodded breathlessly, any reservations she may have had thoroughly muddied by more corporeal desires she was only just beginning to be able to name and identify. Phoebe Be gentle to all and stern with yourself