"A girl can try though." Edy replied, the heat in her voice and the experience in her fingertips (and just about everywhere else) indicating she'd make a hell of a go at it, if nothing else.
Watching Frey's hand move over their more horizontal sex-organ, Edy felt something exterior to herself somehow tug and pulse. "Ooo-oo0ohhh." She gasped, making absolutely no attempt to hide her pleasure. Looking down as if expecting to see a similar cock jetting from her pelvis, she ran a hand down the flat of her stomach, disappointed to find only the bits and bobs she was familiar with.
"Fucking please—" She moaned immediately, her hips already moving in time with the rhythm Frey was somehow creating. "—with whip cream and cherries and handcuffs on top."
Watching Frey's hand move over their more horizontal sex-organ, Edy felt something exterior to herself somehow tug and pulse. "Ooo-oo0ohhh." She gasped, making absolutely no attempt to hide her pleasure. Looking down as if expecting to see a similar cock jetting from her pelvis, she ran a hand down the flat of her stomach, disappointed to find only the bits and bobs she was familiar with.
"Fucking please—" She moaned immediately, her hips already moving in time with the rhythm Frey was somehow creating. "—with whip cream and cherries and handcuffs on top."
