Annabelle is also in partial disbelief this is happening, but the part of her that isn't a horny animal right now also finds it hilarious. She definitely had never thought of Lauren as attractive—not sexually, anyway. Sometimes, when she caught him when light would glow the edge of his warm complexion, his heart soft and happy with Susan, she thought he was beautiful—and she thought that was funny as well, thinking to herself she was like a man admiring the fairness of a lady.
But now, everything is flipped so hard on its head. Everything about him is making her gush urgently. She always thought he had nice lips, kind of in idle objectivity, but now she's completely getting off on feeling them work on her. The routes her thoughts are taking are so fascinating—frantic and carnal and almost incoherent. Each stroke of his tongue, each little suck and kiss, makes her lose herself in a way she's never felt. She doesn't even notice him pleasuring himself at first, until she notices a the movement of his arm by carried vibration.
She supposes it makes sense—he was hard when fshe found him. Breathing heavily, she tilts her head, bending sideways at the hip to see it. She's curious; she's never seen his bare hard cock, and she doesn't know what a man pleasuring himself is like. She can kind of hear it, though, the slickness moving through the right of his hand.
"Do you really like it so much?" she asks, partially teasing. She can't imagine being envious of his position, but he obviously is having a good time. She affectionately combs her fingers through his hair, simultaneously pushing her hips forward against his mouth again, a brief rock forward.
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But now, everything is flipped so hard on its head. Everything about him is making her gush urgently. She always thought he had nice lips, kind of in idle objectivity, but now she's completely getting off on feeling them work on her. The routes her thoughts are taking are so fascinating—frantic and carnal and almost incoherent. Each stroke of his tongue, each little suck and kiss, makes her lose herself in a way she's never felt. She doesn't even notice him pleasuring himself at first, until she notices a the movement of his arm by carried vibration.
She supposes it makes sense—he was hard when fshe found him. Breathing heavily, she tilts her head, bending sideways at the hip to see it. She's curious; she's never seen his bare hard cock, and she doesn't know what a man pleasuring himself is like. She can kind of hear it, though, the slickness moving through the right of his hand.
"Do you really like it so much?" she asks, partially teasing. She can't imagine being envious of his position, but he obviously is having a good time. She affectionately combs her fingers through his hair, simultaneously pushing her hips forward against his mouth again, a brief rock forward.