If he hadn't gone straight back to what he was doing, plunging her immediately into heat and anticipation, she might have been alert to some sort of revenge. As it was, she had no idea what was coming and let out a startled squeak when chill crept over her. Her hips bucked at the contrary sensations but pressed obligingly against his face.
"Neil," she barked and smacked his ass with the flat of her other foot, but the lovely wet swipe of his tongue between her labia kept her tone husky and full of love. "Add temperature play to things that it is not the time to talk about." But it would be. Oh yes.
Her thoughts flitted off for a lovely little fantasy, brief, of icy chill fingers against her erogenous zones--much, much more convenient than ice, and less damp.
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Re: 11/1 - an hour before dawn
Date: 2018-11-17 06:40 am (UTC)"Neil," she barked and smacked his ass with the flat of her other foot, but the lovely wet swipe of his tongue between her labia kept her tone husky and full of love. "Add temperature play to things that it is not the time to talk about." But it would be. Oh yes.
Her thoughts flitted off for a lovely little fantasy, brief, of icy chill fingers against her erogenous zones--much, much more convenient than ice, and less damp.