Morgan
You don't leave
But you tell me with your eyes what you need
Morgan's eyes flicked down as she stood over Neron, taking in his obvious arousal and needy eyes; this was a delightful sight from her angle as well. For a moment she kept her boot in place, considering what to do next; this still didn't come entirely naturally to her, but she didn't want to lose the air of authority. Perhaps, she thought, it was time to use him for her own pleasure; that was a part of this, right?
"Up. On the bed." She instructed, lifting her foot and pointing to the raised cushioned platform that filled the further half of the room. Assuming Neron followed her instructions and went, she would follow after removing her boots and pants; it was a skill of hers to maintain an air of authority no matter the situation and she still strode confidently over to him without anything on her bottom half.
Climbing over Neron and gently yet firmly pushing his shoulders back, she climbed over him. This was common for them; he liked to taste her and she liked to be over him, but just before she lowered herself over his mouth she paused, hand in his hair. "If you do well enough at this I might touch you." Morgan explained, fingers going to lightly, feather-soft, touch the bulge in Neron's pants before drifting away.
"Up. On the bed." She instructed, lifting her foot and pointing to the raised cushioned platform that filled the further half of the room. Assuming Neron followed her instructions and went, she would follow after removing her boots and pants; it was a skill of hers to maintain an air of authority no matter the situation and she still strode confidently over to him without anything on her bottom half.
Climbing over Neron and gently yet firmly pushing his shoulders back, she climbed over him. This was common for them; he liked to taste her and she liked to be over him, but just before she lowered herself over his mouth she paused, hand in his hair. "If you do well enough at this I might touch you." Morgan explained, fingers going to lightly, feather-soft, touch the bulge in Neron's pants before drifting away.
Oh, please
Do you think that I don't know what it means?
