Best not to get upset at times like these, [janus agrees, light but not mocking. they pull the trousers off her hips, a quick hitch, a little rough, that exposes a smooth, inch-wide slice of bare skin on her sides. after that, they're a little gentler, easing the fabric off her thighs. her scars don't make them stop or fumble, and then they're equally sure-handed about working their own jeans off their narrow hips. their dick pops out to say hello, tenting under their black briefs.] Good emotions?
You don't tend to lose English then? [but instead of trying to put it to her immediately, there's a long coarse finger in their own mouth, licked for moisture. and then they reach down between her thighs, plying up the flesh of sleek muscle, to her groin. looking to find her clit and coax it out gently to play.
their hair falls in their eyes. they smile at her.]
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You don't tend to lose English then? [but instead of trying to put it to her immediately, there's a long coarse finger in their own mouth, licked for moisture. and then they reach down between her thighs, plying up the flesh of sleek muscle, to her groin. looking to find her clit and coax it out gently to play.
their hair falls in their eyes. they smile at her.]