03-25-2010, 09:40 PM
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s'all good with me! 300+
Rikka wasn't into anything particularly out of the ordinary either. The simple expression of life and love was enough to satisfy her wants. She'd tried some things and liked them, others not so much, but when the original was so good she didn't see the need to add too much to it. Not to mention she was perfectly happy in the direction they were going. As long as it felt good, the hybrid woman would be pleased. Golden Lykoi eyes sparkled up at him as he once again drank in her form, though with both his eyes and his hand this time. As his hand moved down her front a pleasurable purr vibrated in her chest, legs spreading slightly with the anticipation of his touch. It had been so long and she was already so excited that moisture had already gathered between her folds, just waiting for some attention.
Then it came and her head rolled back, a contented moan rising from her throat. Her nerves were alert and every little touch sent an electric spark to course through her. One of her hands held the back of his head as his teeth ran along her neck, head rolling to the side to let him get where he wanted. Not only was Rurik handsome, but he certainly knew how to treat a woman. Not that she had doubted his abilities for a second, but it was nice to be proven correct. As his fingers continued to caress and explore her warmth her legs opened even wider, her heart rate rising and breathe becoming more shallow. Hips began to follow along with the motions of his skilled fingers, increasing the sensation even more. She was careful not to get too swept away though, wanting to save the best for the main event, so to speak.
The Russo also seemed eager to move things along when she was once again repositioned so that she was laying on top of him while he was on the ground. Rikka's hair fell in her face as she hovered above him, grinning like the cat who had caught the canary. She leaned down for another taste of his lips, one hand pressed against his chest. Then she rose back up, expertly positioning herself above him, and slowly lowered herself onto his manhood. Eyes closed in ecstasy as their two bodies became one. "Mmmmmm," she purred before looking back down at him, wanting to make sure her own pleasure was mirrored on his features.
Rikka wasn't into anything particularly out of the ordinary either. The simple expression of life and love was enough to satisfy her wants. She'd tried some things and liked them, others not so much, but when the original was so good she didn't see the need to add too much to it. Not to mention she was perfectly happy in the direction they were going. As long as it felt good, the hybrid woman would be pleased. Golden Lykoi eyes sparkled up at him as he once again drank in her form, though with both his eyes and his hand this time. As his hand moved down her front a pleasurable purr vibrated in her chest, legs spreading slightly with the anticipation of his touch. It had been so long and she was already so excited that moisture had already gathered between her folds, just waiting for some attention.
Then it came and her head rolled back, a contented moan rising from her throat. Her nerves were alert and every little touch sent an electric spark to course through her. One of her hands held the back of his head as his teeth ran along her neck, head rolling to the side to let him get where he wanted. Not only was Rurik handsome, but he certainly knew how to treat a woman. Not that she had doubted his abilities for a second, but it was nice to be proven correct. As his fingers continued to caress and explore her warmth her legs opened even wider, her heart rate rising and breathe becoming more shallow. Hips began to follow along with the motions of his skilled fingers, increasing the sensation even more. She was careful not to get too swept away though, wanting to save the best for the main event, so to speak.
The Russo also seemed eager to move things along when she was once again repositioned so that she was laying on top of him while he was on the ground. Rikka's hair fell in her face as she hovered above him, grinning like the cat who had caught the canary. She leaned down for another taste of his lips, one hand pressed against his chest. Then she rose back up, expertly positioning herself above him, and slowly lowered herself onto his manhood. Eyes closed in ecstasy as their two bodies became one. "Mmmmmm," she purred before looking back down at him, wanting to make sure her own pleasure was mirrored on his features.