(Oh, Archons ... that feels so fucking good ... Amber can feel her toes curling when he begins to thrust inside of her with such a slow, deliberate pace - her voice hiking up into a spill of adoring moans with each drive of his cock into her. Her legs fasten around his hips in order to drag him all the way inside of her - she's definitely not shy about showing him how good he's making her feel, both in her volume and through her actions.
Her petite hands grasp tightly to his strong frame, mapping out his muscles with the pads of her fingers, her nails grazing over his skin. She's not tearing into him yet, but, depending on the intensity of their passion, this may change. His hot, muffled puffs of breath against her lips as they kiss sends shivers down her spine. )
A-Ah!( Amber unfurls a cry of ecstasy at a perfectly angled thrust - her voice filling his room with vocal praise. )Diluc-! Oh, it's so good...!
( A thought enters her head suddenly in the middle of their carnal, passionate sex. She's reminded of a bingo square that she has - "possessive, leaving marks." While Amber has had a few misadventures in her sexual landscape so far, she's not entirely clued in about hickeys and love bites. What could leaving marks look like on her body? In a way, she does feel like he's marking his territory by fucking her like this. But it couldn't hurt for her to ask for more, right?
The woman rolls her neck to the side, advertising an area that he may plant his head to kiss her, as the momentum of his thrusts increases. She wants this man to absolutely ravage her from the inside out - and she'll request this in any way she can. )Please, mark me— Claim me ...
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Her petite hands grasp tightly to his strong frame, mapping out his muscles with the pads of her fingers, her nails grazing over his skin. She's not tearing into him yet, but, depending on the intensity of their passion, this may change. His hot, muffled puffs of breath against her lips as they kiss sends shivers down her spine. )
A-Ah! ( Amber unfurls a cry of ecstasy at a perfectly angled thrust - her voice filling his room with vocal praise. ) Diluc-! Oh, it's so good...!
( A thought enters her head suddenly in the middle of their carnal, passionate sex. She's reminded of a bingo square that she has - "possessive, leaving marks." While Amber has had a few misadventures in her sexual landscape so far, she's not entirely clued in about hickeys and love bites. What could leaving marks look like on her body? In a way, she does feel like he's marking his territory by fucking her like this. But it couldn't hurt for her to ask for more, right?
The woman rolls her neck to the side, advertising an area that he may plant his head to kiss her, as the momentum of his thrusts increases. She wants this man to absolutely ravage her from the inside out - and she'll request this in any way she can. ) Please, mark me— Claim me ...