you're my sunshine, you're my rain,
you're all i've lost yet all i've gained
Each movement quickened, but not quick enough. Each thrust deepened, but not deep enough. If self-exploration had taught the midwife anything, it was that she wanted more. To be taken and used - and yes this gentle build was nice and all but really Jata? She squirmed and moaned, breath coming short as she tried to angle herself to get what she wanted but failed to do so. She was helpless to his whim and exciting as that was she wanted more. Honeyed eyes fluttering open, still half-lidded and hazy, she found his pale gaze. "Harder." she whimpered, hips bucking, begging, pleading that he realize as soft as she was, he needn't be so careful.
hello darkness, goodbye light
PHOEBE
