"Nope~" Blame all those sex toys, this goonette indulges in. Her sex drive had gotten so high even with the other clenching her like she did-
-well... what if she... reach a hand out, as fingers bury in hair. A little tension, as she pulls. Adding a little extra, in each thrust-
"Da gods love us more dan da corpse on his drown."
Name: Raya
Spices: Human(???)
Weight: 120lb
Height: 5'11"
Age: 19
Warband: The Haunter's Sins
"BLOOD FOR THE SKULL GOD, SKIN AND BONE FOR THE TWISTING THROWN!"
...What..?
She needed a little extra this month...!
That it does-!
The challenge comes playing with o-one hand!..
...I fail to see a world these two AREN'T best friends~
Impressing isn't really her usually-
-but she can try?
Coming up~
π forgotten to mention, this is mainly for mutuals-! Sorry~
Depending on motivation these will be DMs or timeline-
βSee somethinβ ya like Choom?~β
-Rebecca
-20
-4β11
-Bisexual
-Based in Night City
#RP #CyberpunkRP #OpenRP #LewdRP #NSFWRP
What if she wants to look more.... hehehe~
After all, that pesky top is still on-!
...was this her punishment for being late as well..? She had made quite the mess when she woke up and had to take care of it before she left to, but-
-that was proving to be a waste. Pump after pump of gooey thick substance was... making her mind break! She's got to endure.. but how..
..Right! It's Sunday huh..
She'll try for something a little more... sexily this week?
....back out the room, then!
Clearly, other had intended on gifting someone else with such pleasantries.
God... what a body though! Given a chance, she would-
She's... fallen asleep in her filth...! Probably a hint she needs to sleep, huh-
Nini-! Degeneracy will continue laaaaater~β‘
She will be fantasizing of all the stunning and sexy people she met today~
Imagination was a powerful thing-! A given what she was imagining was right in front of...
..Ah.. mmmm. Its, twitching. Constantly. Perhaps she went too fast? Or maybe, the motivation was too good? Either way.. it.. wouldn't be much longer! So if the Witch wanted more.. now was her chance~
Then...! Let her just... move her leg... and there!
She should be able to slide hers right under? After she leans back too, of course! Then from there its just-
...Juuuuust one. That grinding? It felt good, to put it in less words. But... what if they both grinded on another?
It only made sense!.. for those places to meet! But if she rather.. she might have a double end toy they could try...
...I didn't even say anything about biting..!
Shoo! Before I spray you with water!!! As soon... as I can find that bottle...wherever I left it...
Because she's seen enough porn of kitsunes tricking people!
That smile of hers is definitely up to no good!..
All the rocking had done them in. She... might've forgot to mention her rickety chair! Worked for so long she didn't mind, but..
Beneath both of them? It was only natural to fall off. Back to floor, and other to top. Its fine..! She.. has a better idea. For heats to meet, as leg adjust. And. Rock-
A poison pill. Motivation a distraction just as much as it urged. As eyes couldn't help but want to watch. Focus all so gravitating to the honeyed hole..
...focus! Just.. imagine.. a coo. A breath. And rougher. Harder. Vigorous, did she pace. Imagining those lips around the length. Heat, consuming~
...a fox? Why does she feel she shouldn't trust her..
A pool of both, in any case. Lost in euphoria, but still. She could feel more beyond the numbing nerves. As other seated and spread that feeling she knew.
"...a-h..." Where.. hips? She needed to help. Even moans would worsen, she wanted the other to feel.. as good~
Motivation. Imagination. One feeding the other, as tips are stirred. Pinches. Ginger. Enough to feel, and breath to spike.
A twitch, as member reacts. Stiff. Upright. A hand fitting, at the base. Finally her resistance fading.. as she grips. Tightly. One. Twice. Thrice. To head, and back. Moaning..
Her clench is immediate. A reaction? Or sooner a reflex-
Chest was.. as sensitive as they came. As would she, after the feeling of tongue hit. Moans louder than before, as toes curl.
...hand had to move over own lips! Her indency... it had to be too much..
