Morgan
You don't leave
But you tell me with your eyes what you need
Neron's Ascension might have stopped some parts of their tryst from happening, but it had it's advantages; his hands and mouth didn't stop, a constant and almost overwhelming sensation inside her and rushing through her body as he stroked her clit, Morgan arching up tight into his body and breaking the kiss to moan, her fingers pushing into his hair and her eyes finding his, half lidded and overtaken with lust.
His question drew a smirk from her and the fingers in Neron's hair tightened, gently but firmly guiding him down to lay flat on the bed with his head held in her hands, so Morgan could easily kneel over his face and lower herself, thighs on either side of his head and a low whine leaving her as her clit and lips made contact with his mouth.
With the constant attention beforehand, and Neron's no doubt enthusiastic response to this new position, Morgan would soon be being to arch up into the air, tossing her head back and grabbing tight at Neron's hair, not letting him lean away for a moment as she came.
His question drew a smirk from her and the fingers in Neron's hair tightened, gently but firmly guiding him down to lay flat on the bed with his head held in her hands, so Morgan could easily kneel over his face and lower herself, thighs on either side of his head and a low whine leaving her as her clit and lips made contact with his mouth.
With the constant attention beforehand, and Neron's no doubt enthusiastic response to this new position, Morgan would soon be being to arch up into the air, tossing her head back and grabbing tight at Neron's hair, not letting him lean away for a moment as she came.
Oh, please
Do you think that I don't know what it means?
