[ Her claws sink into the couch immediately after he pulls her into his lap; goodbye pieces of couch. She's squeezing herself around his bulge, responding to each writhing movement it makes within her with a soft sigh or a short moan. She'd wanted this, she'd waited for it. And they'd only just started. ]
[ The brief sigh from the Baron draws her gaze back to him, and as she looks up at him she makes sure he sees her lick at her lips. ]
[ Just as the pause was short lived, her moment of confidence is as well in the face of his enthusiasm. The shallow movements earn short moans from her, her sounds and sighs continuing with each writhing, twisting movement his bulge makes within her and against her walls. His thrusts are shallow, but his bulge moving within her earns a few louder sounds from her as it touches and explores deeper. ]
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[ The brief sigh from the Baron draws her gaze back to him, and as she looks up at him she makes sure he sees her lick at her lips. ]
[ Just as the pause was short lived, her moment of confidence is as well in the face of his enthusiasm. The shallow movements earn short moans from her, her sounds and sighs continuing with each writhing, twisting movement his bulge makes within her and against her walls. His thrusts are shallow, but his bulge moving within her earns a few louder sounds from her as it touches and explores deeper. ]