[ She has to agree with the sentiment that while their outfits are gorgeous and serve a purpose if she had the choice right now, they'd both be rid of them. Her heart starts to race when he shuffles her towards a pillow, an excited breath escaping her lips when her back hits it.
And when his mouth (and hands) start to wander, she lets out a soft sound, akin to a moan.] I can't decide which I love more, your hands or your mouth.
[ One hand leaves his back to find the back of his head, encouraging his mouth's pursuits while her legs part further to encourage his hand's pursuit. Basically, she's very much greenlighting all of this.]
bowchicka
And when his mouth (and hands) start to wander, she lets out a soft sound, akin to a moan.] I can't decide which I love more, your hands or your mouth.
[ One hand leaves his back to find the back of his head, encouraging his mouth's pursuits while her legs part further to encourage his hand's pursuit. Basically, she's very much greenlighting all of this.]