Is it so surprising that I find you desirable? More so now that you've left the false mousiness behind?She could indulge in the moment, for a bit. The tent could be pitched with magic, and they'd not truly need it until bed time, and if hard enough pressed, the inside of the carriage was luxurious enough to act as makeshift bed for the night, if all else failed. She could indulge a little in this game.
In the snow, no, that would lead to frost bite at some point, but maybe, turned over a stump.. and dangling just off your toes by your wrists, mind you Darling, your wrists this time please.She sat down on the step, crossing one leg over the other as she turned in a way that she could fully see her wife's face.
Atop my lap inside the carriage, where I can stroke my thumbs over your clit one after the other while you sink down on my cock over and over. Little images like this kept me company in prison. Kept me sane and fighting. Knowing that one day I'd come back to you and have you in each of these positions, when you'd want the same. I know my libido is much higher than your own, I've come to terms with that, my darling, but at the end of the day yours is the only face and body that can even get a rise out of me anymore.
She let a hand go to her wife's calf, inside the furs, thumb gentle as she worked the muscle there,
But I'm also content with just this, you, here with me, allowing touch, allowing conversation, I'm a woman dying of thirst Ella, and you're the only vintage that has any flavor, and body. Everything else is just.. dirt.
@Novella Tilani
01-02-2025, 10:52 PM
