[ For someone whose never done this before, let alone had anybody intimately touch him before Weiss, her dance partner for this portion of the day held a rather wild imagination in that spiky head of his. A wild imagination that did humour what it would be like if he did lose his patience early on. But that was the inexperienced virgin in him being introduced to the forbidden fruit, almost yielding to temptation off the jump. Now that Ragna succeeded in tempering himself, in holding out on her long enough that she could adjust to the feeling of being filled so sinfully deep by him,
They can stay within this little Garden of Eden they've built for one another for just a little longer. Just a little longer as the heavy-barrelled length of him is sleeved on her tightening pussy for each possessive drop. She didn't have to worry about him forgetting her if he was destined to check in after all; Weiss didn't even have to be his first to accomplish that. Everything from the rising cadence in her voice, words of praise, his name that slips off her tongue so well when mingled into a moan, the soft bounce in her perky breasts that fit her frame so sensually when she takes his fingers to her lips. ]
Fuck, you're hot... [ Was it too late to stop this elevator from heading down? Was it too late to send the two of them back up to his Newlywed Suite? Too late to just take her by the hand until they tumbled back onto those couches they'd been sharing a meal together on? Any of the lush beds while he made her clutch those blankets real tight, fucking her senseless into the mattress...
That wild imagination of his, remember?
Mission accomplished, Weiss Schnee. He's never going to get this pussy out of his head. Not when she looked at him with such wanton need, taking a few more greedy rolls of her hips as she seats herself firmly on his cock. The thrusts stop, if only just for a moment or so that they can share in and revel in this deep connection while Ragna gives her another insistent grind, holding that bump there just a bit longer while his right hand that wasn't being squeezed in hers gives that ass of hers another possessive clap as he gropes her. ]
Shit, you feel as good as you look.
[ The tips of those fingers of his she wetted with her tongue flirt against her lips once more, rather enticed in the visual she gave him a little earlier. She can taste them some more if she wants to. If that'll occupy her mouth and prevent her from screaming at this rate when Ragna suddenly gives a rather insistent buck up beneath her, pushing up on her core before gravity settles the rest all the way back down. Bouncing her longer and harder on his throbbing cock, finding his timing after a few short few rolls to bring his hips driving up in earnest rhythm with hers dropping down. ]
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They can stay within this little Garden of Eden they've built for one another for just a little longer. Just a little longer as the heavy-barrelled length of him is sleeved on her tightening pussy for each possessive drop. She didn't have to worry about him forgetting her if he was destined to check in after all; Weiss didn't even have to be his first to accomplish that. Everything from the rising cadence in her voice, words of praise, his name that slips off her tongue so well when mingled into a moan, the soft bounce in her perky breasts that fit her frame so sensually when she takes his fingers to her lips. ]
Fuck, you're hot... [ Was it too late to stop this elevator from heading down? Was it too late to send the two of them back up to his Newlywed Suite? Too late to just take her by the hand until they tumbled back onto those couches they'd been sharing a meal together on? Any of the lush beds while he made her clutch those blankets real tight, fucking her senseless into the mattress...
That wild imagination of his, remember?
Mission accomplished, Weiss Schnee. He's never going to get this pussy out of his head. Not when she looked at him with such wanton need, taking a few more greedy rolls of her hips as she seats herself firmly on his cock. The thrusts stop, if only just for a moment or so that they can share in and revel in this deep connection while Ragna gives her another insistent grind, holding that bump there just a bit longer while his right hand that wasn't being squeezed in hers gives that ass of hers another possessive clap as he gropes her. ]
Shit, you feel as good as you look.
[ The tips of those fingers of his she wetted with her tongue flirt against her lips once more, rather enticed in the visual she gave him a little earlier. She can taste them some more if she wants to. If that'll occupy her mouth and prevent her from screaming at this rate when Ragna suddenly gives a rather insistent buck up beneath her, pushing up on her core before gravity settles the rest all the way back down. Bouncing her longer and harder on his throbbing cock, finding his timing after a few short few rolls to bring his hips driving up in earnest rhythm with hers dropping down. ]