(her lips struggle in an attempt not to laugh, fingers still as she paused to read his message, then let her eyes flutter back up at him as she pushed her middle finger inside; a few glides in and out before she added her pointer finger)
txt: i want to feel how hard you are, oppa. txt: i'm imagining my fingers are your dick.
(might not hear it, but he'll see her mouth part in a moan)
Re: rosé (bp) - best friend’s little sister
txt: i want to feel how hard you are, oppa.
txt: i'm imagining my fingers are your dick.
(might not hear it, but he'll see her mouth part in a moan)