[PAST] It's a Whore's World

Mina was trembling before she felt skin along her body, felt a bulbous head part her folds and catch along her opening, her hands shakily going to Ruth's shoulders as she looked up into his eyes. She wanted him to see the reaction on her face, the way her lips parted in a strangled gasp as she felt him press inside her, the feel of being stretched open over hard, velvet skin; wanted him to see the way she bit her lower lip until he was telling her he was ready to feed from them. Every time Ruth, it's like the first time.

When his hand pulled one of her legs up over his hip, she raised the other on her own, canting her hips downward, her ankles going to lock around his waist. And with his next thrust, her hands found the globes of his ass, pulling him down into her, even as she ground her hips up into his, their bodies flush as she finally clenched down along his length. Every time. She whispered against his lips as she finally found the rhythm he set for them, enjoying the slow strokes.

There, back, around the outside, and bent over a table, nice and slow, or fast and hard.. this way... she indicated their current missionary position, I like it slow and deep.. but soon you're gonna need to put me on my knees and rail me if you want me to really scream, She breathed out, her lips finally slotting with his, her hands sliding off his ass, up his back muscles, along his shoulders as she fed into that kiss. Mina's tongue slid over his lower lip, trying to tease his own to feed from her mouth, wanting their bodies joined just as intimately as they were at the hips. ...fuck.