[ oh, but at the mention, she craves it again. another puff. that warm languidness. how it was to linger on the knife's edge of a change between them and feel the charge in the air skate across her skin.
grunting, she tugs her tail out from its painful bend beneath her. the face of conceiving, perhaps, that he will be a one pump chump. so to speak. ]
[Says the guy who gets to fuck a beautiful woman. It is an experiment, a curiosity at its most empirical; and a simple glimpse into the connection that they might share in the future at its most sentimental.
Lowers himself to kiss at the corner of her mouth when she moves her tail aside. The warm press of his cock against her is impossible to miss like this.]
It's me wanting... desperately to know my wife better.
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[She falls back, and this gives him more leeway to wobble to the side and shuffle off of her lap—
And indeed, topple forward into her. Isn’t this erotic! Opium was a mistake.]
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there's the crack of his chin on her temple, her glasses arms askew, a hand where it shouldn't go ]
Auwtch!
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Whoops. At least he has landed in a more ideal position, atop her but not strictly on her lap.]
Sorry-
[Aaaa PROPS UP ON AN ELBOW SUCCESSFULLY NOW. And adjusts her glasses with his other hand.]
Imagine if we’d… ha, smoked more.
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grunting, she tugs her tail out from its painful bend beneath her. the face of conceiving, perhaps, that he will be a one pump chump. so to speak. ]
This is mistake...
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Hm. I don't think so.
[Says the guy who gets to fuck a beautiful woman. It is an experiment, a curiosity at its most empirical; and a simple glimpse into the connection that they might share in the future at its most sentimental.
Lowers himself to kiss at the corner of her mouth when she moves her tail aside. The warm press of his cock against her is impossible to miss like this.]
It's me wanting... desperately to know my wife better.