[q]Good enough that you’ll be happy to sit upon it once again?[q] Kaczor joked gently, as she turned to face the other woman in the seat. She placed a hand on the other’s knee, and waited to see if she was rebuked for the touch, [q]Because I do believe you said you were up for that, if the bath changed things, please let me know now, so I don’t sit here trying to do something you don’t want now. You are allowed to change your mind at any given moment, even in the middle of a moment. You don’t like the way my lip moves against your skin, say no.. you don’t like how my finger slides along your lips, spreading them open so I can breathe in the intoxicating scent of your arousal? Say no.[q]
She slid down into the floor from where they were sitting, rising up on her knees in front of Ella, positioning her body in such a way that she could ease one of Ella’s feet up to her shoulder. She waited, allowing Ella more than enough time to try and kick her away, or say no, before she turned her head, her eyes still holding her wife's gaze, before she let her lips meet the sensitive skin of one slender ankle, trying not to blink as she started a path up her leg, each kiss followed by a pause of a few seconds, one short of too long, before she moved a fraction of a bit up Ella’s leg, another kiss, perhaps a puff of hot air, or a stream of cool before she may nip, ever so lightly. The only time her eyes left Ella’s was when she blinked, feeling her own insides clench in anticipation at the intimacy of such unadulterated eye contact. [q]Say yes, though, my dear sweet little Ella.[q]
When she reached Ella’s knee, she paused, her hand going back to her ankle and pulling the leg out straight, slowly, allowing time for her to adjust where needed with movement, before continuing the tortuous path upward, until she stopped, just a few inches above Ella’s knee. [q]Say yes, to hooking your knees over my shoulders, schootching your well formed ass off the edge of the couch here into my hands, and let me raise you to my lips and drink you in until you can’t take it anymore, and cum all over this freshly healed face. I want you to grind into my lips, chasing that release, on my tongue.[q] She breathed heavily as she let that leg move back up over her shoulder, and then started the same treatment on the other leg. [q]Say yes, to letting me curl a finger inside you once again, into that spot that had you panting on the table in need..[q]
When she got close to the edge of the sleep dress again, she paused, waiting to see if she still had permission, or if she had done something to have it revoked. [q]Say yes to feeling me fuck my tongue inside you, over and over, until you’re sloppy wet from how much I’ve drooled for how you taste.[q] She gently leaned back and tugged along Ella’s ankle’s, trying to get her to move into the position she explained earlier, knees hooked up over her shoulders, so that she could watch every sordid thing she did with her tongue. [q]Move with me so you can watch me do all these things to you..[q]
She slid down into the floor from where they were sitting, rising up on her knees in front of Ella, positioning her body in such a way that she could ease one of Ella’s feet up to her shoulder. She waited, allowing Ella more than enough time to try and kick her away, or say no, before she turned her head, her eyes still holding her wife's gaze, before she let her lips meet the sensitive skin of one slender ankle, trying not to blink as she started a path up her leg, each kiss followed by a pause of a few seconds, one short of too long, before she moved a fraction of a bit up Ella’s leg, another kiss, perhaps a puff of hot air, or a stream of cool before she may nip, ever so lightly. The only time her eyes left Ella’s was when she blinked, feeling her own insides clench in anticipation at the intimacy of such unadulterated eye contact. [q]Say yes, though, my dear sweet little Ella.[q]
When she reached Ella’s knee, she paused, her hand going back to her ankle and pulling the leg out straight, slowly, allowing time for her to adjust where needed with movement, before continuing the tortuous path upward, until she stopped, just a few inches above Ella’s knee. [q]Say yes, to hooking your knees over my shoulders, schootching your well formed ass off the edge of the couch here into my hands, and let me raise you to my lips and drink you in until you can’t take it anymore, and cum all over this freshly healed face. I want you to grind into my lips, chasing that release, on my tongue.[q] She breathed heavily as she let that leg move back up over her shoulder, and then started the same treatment on the other leg. [q]Say yes, to letting me curl a finger inside you once again, into that spot that had you panting on the table in need..[q]
When she got close to the edge of the sleep dress again, she paused, waiting to see if she still had permission, or if she had done something to have it revoked. [q]Say yes to feeling me fuck my tongue inside you, over and over, until you’re sloppy wet from how much I’ve drooled for how you taste.[q] She gently leaned back and tugged along Ella’s ankle’s, trying to get her to move into the position she explained earlier, knees hooked up over her shoulders, so that she could watch every sordid thing she did with her tongue. [q]Move with me so you can watch me do all these things to you..[q]
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