[you know. emotional feedback is great. she's 100% really loving that she can feel how into this he is, and she removes her hand a little to give him room to explore on his own. oh, he says, as if this is new and surprising (and maybe it is), but his curiosity is rewarded with the way there's a little stretch as he opens her, the sensation of warm, wet heat gripping onto his fingers as he pushes them in. the response from her is a higher, choked little whine and she moves to descend down over his hand to take his fingers in further. he can feel the slow, steady pressure as she adjusts to his hand, throbbing almost around the digits and her free hand scratches at his back just to expel some of her energy, digging in as if to brace herself while rocking her hips forward.
the other hand is still closer to their laps though, and this time she's letting it move, subtly slipping over and under the bottom of cloud's dress while her own knuckles drag over the length of him with little preamble. hiiii...is for her?]
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the other hand is still closer to their laps though, and this time she's letting it move, subtly slipping over and under the bottom of cloud's dress while her own knuckles drag over the length of him with little preamble. hiiii...is for her?]