[Blissed out as she is, Jester's only dimly aware that she's taken him to the hilt, too distracted by his mouth on her breasts, the large hands encircling her rib cage. Her head lolls back, horns pointed toward the ceiling as she fucks herself back down on him. She's not expecting the full name drop, not by a mile, and normally she might hate that but right now? Right now it's fucking hot, sending a surge of fresh arousal right through her as she stares down her nose at Fjord.]
Yeah, I'm right here, [she pants, grinding her hips down and letting herself feel every godsdamned ridge of his cock, fingertips digging into his shoulders.] You feel so fucking good, baby.
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Yeah, I'm right here, [she pants, grinding her hips down and letting herself feel every godsdamned ridge of his cock, fingertips digging into his shoulders.] You feel so fucking good, baby.