we show off our different scarlet letters
This she can do, new as it is to her, and though there is a running checklist in her mind to potentially distract Jack (no teeth, remember to breathe, don't gag (unless he likes it?), curl your toes as a distraction and if your leg cramps because of it, all the better), but it's this neurotic desire to please that has each and every instantiation of approval on his part that has heat pulsing between her legs.
Using both hands to twist up and down, her lips and tongue chase her own fingers as she lets her eyes slip closed to better concentrate. At first, the few moans she throws in are entirely theatrical, though quickly she finds soft hums of pleasure interspersed with her more dramatic affirmations as she imagines him roughly stopping her only to tear off her clothes and have her. That or you know, him moaning how she was the best he'd ever had, and how badly he wanted her, and yadda yadda. It was hard to be anything more than mentally vanilla when you were doing everything you could not to choke.
Using both hands to twist up and down, her lips and tongue chase her own fingers as she lets her eyes slip closed to better concentrate. At first, the few moans she throws in are entirely theatrical, though quickly she finds soft hums of pleasure interspersed with her more dramatic affirmations as she imagines him roughly stopping her only to tear off her clothes and have her. That or you know, him moaning how she was the best he'd ever had, and how badly he wanted her, and yadda yadda. It was hard to be anything more than mentally vanilla when you were doing everything you could not to choke.
