Isla's lips part to moan her encouragement into the room; Varus's hands leave trails of fire along her skin, and as skilled fingers reach all of her sweet spots, she doesn't resist the pace he sets. Each thrust has her gasping for needless breath, her hips matching his rhythm, driving him deeper and sparking a growing heat at her core. You're incredible too is what she wants to say, along with a vast array of other compliments; I love the feel of you or I want you to have me all night, but the only things that escape her lips are curses and groans for him to go faster, harder. Isla the flesh is weak |
the pause between breathing
Varus |
the Remedy
Medic ✓
Age: 32 | Height: 5'7 | Race: Ancient | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 5 - Strg: 26 - Dext: 30 - Endr: 30 - Luck: 27 - Int:
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