[ A laugh huffs free as she toys with him, sentiments so fond he isn't sure how she inspires them but she damn well does. It's the kindness mixed inexorably with the way she handles him, never shy or hesitant. That kind of confidence in what she wants is magnetic. ]
How many men have wanted to hear those exact words before? I'm flattered.
[ As she sits up and positions herself he cups a hand in the small of her back, helping her balance, but that's as far as his consideration goes when she's sinking down on him like she was made to take his cock, the perfect snug fit. Fjord frames her waist in his hands as he enjoys the view, sitting up to meet her in a kiss once she's taken him to the root and stretched tight, eight and a half inches of green shaft buried in soft pink walls like it's easy. No big (hah) deal. He loves how open she is with her desires and can imagine her sliding onto his lap at any social island function, naked and wet and wonderfully demanding.
This is all probably why she's qualified to be the goddess of love.
Brushing her hair aside, his fingers tap into one of her hair ornaments and he gives it a gentle tug. ]
Ditey, [ that affectionate nickname she likes comes with a chaste kiss, as if he isn't rumbling an orcish purr in his chest from the way she warms his cock, ] take these off?
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How many men have wanted to hear those exact words before? I'm flattered.
[ As she sits up and positions herself he cups a hand in the small of her back, helping her balance, but that's as far as his consideration goes when she's sinking down on him like she was made to take his cock, the perfect snug fit. Fjord frames her waist in his hands as he enjoys the view, sitting up to meet her in a kiss once she's taken him to the root and stretched tight, eight and a half inches of green shaft buried in soft pink walls like it's easy. No big (hah) deal. He loves how open she is with her desires and can imagine her sliding onto his lap at any social island function, naked and wet and wonderfully demanding.
This is all probably why she's qualified to be the goddess of love.
Brushing her hair aside, his fingers tap into one of her hair ornaments and he gives it a gentle tug. ]
Ditey, [ that affectionate nickname she likes comes with a chaste kiss, as if he isn't rumbling an orcish purr in his chest from the way she warms his cock, ] take these off?