flora
Though her mind is adrift in salacious imagery, both real and imagined, her fingers still register just how toned the body beneath them is, and how that compares to what last they'd been like this. Admittedly that time had been in her bed and there had been a good deal more nervous teenage will they, won't they, but gods if Koa hasn't gotten so much hotter in the summers she'd been ignoring him.
Without putting too blunt a point on it, there are a few times we might acknowledge that women truly have the upper hand against their male counterparts, as is the case now: though Flora's clit might be thrumming and her cunt opening to Koa's touch like some greedy flower, unlike the soldier, the Doubletake is not within spitting distance of her own finish line. All this was to say that it was with a smug little curve to her lips that Flora reached for the base of Koa's cock once she'd slipped his shorts over his hips, feeling quite confident that with his erection in her fingers, she was fully in control of this situation.
Straining her chin up and back if only so that the skin beneath the soldier's lips might feel as tight as the rest of her aims to be, the Doubletake lifts her hips slightly in order to tease them both with her wetness. Guiding the head of his cock from her clit downward, her fingers grasped the base of him all the harder as if to tempt him to make a move without her permission.
"Fuck me, Koa." She whispers into the tangle of his dark hair. "I want you to make me cum-" It's the sort of thing that, as a twenty-something, is meant to sound incredibly hot and confident, and though we might all roll our eyes at it now, gods if it doesn't have heat rushing down to her belly, and her clit thrumming nearly as hard as her pulse.
Without putting too blunt a point on it, there are a few times we might acknowledge that women truly have the upper hand against their male counterparts, as is the case now: though Flora's clit might be thrumming and her cunt opening to Koa's touch like some greedy flower, unlike the soldier, the Doubletake is not within spitting distance of her own finish line. All this was to say that it was with a smug little curve to her lips that Flora reached for the base of Koa's cock once she'd slipped his shorts over his hips, feeling quite confident that with his erection in her fingers, she was fully in control of this situation.
Straining her chin up and back if only so that the skin beneath the soldier's lips might feel as tight as the rest of her aims to be, the Doubletake lifts her hips slightly in order to tease them both with her wetness. Guiding the head of his cock from her clit downward, her fingers grasped the base of him all the harder as if to tempt him to make a move without her permission.
"Fuck me, Koa." She whispers into the tangle of his dark hair. "I want you to make me cum-" It's the sort of thing that, as a twenty-something, is meant to sound incredibly hot and confident, and though we might all roll our eyes at it now, gods if it doesn't have heat rushing down to her belly, and her clit thrumming nearly as hard as her pulse.
Just walk away, don't make me say
The only words I owe you: I told you so, I told you so
The only words I owe you: I told you so, I told you so
