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I want you to pick me up and fuck me against the wall, Flora might have answered were this not her first time. Something about him being between her thighs felt shockingly more intimate than actually having sex with him, not that Flora could rightly say why. You'd think for someone as content to have life be all about her that this would be right up her alley (ayyyy), but the girls' need to please and to always appear perfect was charlie horsing what was actually turning out to be a rather good evening.
'I...I just thought..you might be thirsty.." She whispers in a rather jittery tone that she hopes she can pass off as breathy anticipation.
Or...or..!
Moving a perfectly pedicured foot towards one of Jack's legs, Flora lets her toes trace a path that edges up one calf. She doesn't mean to touch him there (wait, weren't foot fetishes a thing?) only to suggest it. Biting at the inside of her lip, Flora gives a coquettish little shrug, suddenly finding herself very keen to reverse their positions. She was a fast learner after all (and really, how hard could it be?).
'I...I just thought..you might be thirsty.." She whispers in a rather jittery tone that she hopes she can pass off as breathy anticipation.
Or...or..!
Moving a perfectly pedicured foot towards one of Jack's legs, Flora lets her toes trace a path that edges up one calf. She doesn't mean to touch him there (wait, weren't foot fetishes a thing?) only to suggest it. Biting at the inside of her lip, Flora gives a coquettish little shrug, suddenly finding herself very keen to reverse their positions. She was a fast learner after all (and really, how hard could it be?).
