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"Ye... bully..." She grinned at him, before her gaze fell back to her own flesh. Still panting, still trembling, her eyes traced the length of her legs, down to her curling toes, before up to her smooth mons. She cupped her breasts with both hands, and hugged herself, cradling her breasts with her forearms as she shivered. "Och, that is... is so much better than... doin' it by myself." Giggles mixed with the mewls, as she hugged herself a little tighter and her grin grew.
"You are a shameless woman, aren't you?"
"I have shame! Somewhere. I lost it, haven't found it." Giggling up a storm, she tried to reach out for him, but the trembling in her thighs stopped her. She hugged herself again instead, and bit her bottom lip while looking him up and down. "I'm all tingly."
He licked his lips, and growled. A growl, and a rumble, something close to a loud, bassy purr. He had never make that sound before, but it came out as naturally as breathing. It earned a wide-eyed stare from Fiona, before she reached up to touch her lip.
"... I like that sound," she said.
If she complimented him one more time, he was going to explode. He rumbled again, earning more wide-eyed stares of wonder from the beautiful, naked, and shivering woman sitting on his bathroom floor, her spread legs were trickling with her juices. How much his life had changed. So many downs, so many ups. This one was a very, very good up.
He reached for his pants, and—
Knock knock.
He froze, and looked out the bathroom door into the hallway. Room service? It was an apartment, not a hotel. Landlord, or what-the-fuck-ever they had in a fancy building like this?
"Just ignore it," he said. "They'll go away in a minute. And I very much need to get inside—"
Knock knock, louder this time. "Eric! This is Avery. I know you're in there, open the door."
Oh god mother fucking, stupid fucking, shit, fuck, god fucking hell, shit, fucking cunt.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 1 year agoProve it to be so, author of pain and betrayal. The mathema-tit-tics and my hard calculations are working against yah, the titties (the humongous, right kind of titty) have become rare, too rare, for one with repulsive needs to train both his hand and his pet rooster to take home the Porn Championship this year. Construct a wacky water slide to run between a mighty pair of breasties and we can have a spermy handshake about trust.
The story still good, tho. When are you gonna introduce a very Antoinette-esque vampire villain with even bigger set of man-destroyers attached to her chest, hmm? They shall then do combat, sexily, at the end.
NovusAnimusabout 1 year agoAuthorThanks! I try and put a little of myself in all my PoVs. Eric captures a lot of my bitter side. :3
@Anons
There will be more boobs in the future. There will always be boobs in the future. Even when MLV is finished, and I switch to a new series (a long time from now) there will be many boobs.
