[ She's been cast a spell on, and she watches Cloud move with such a glassy gaze. Where is he going, she asks herself, and she props herself up on her elbows to follow him and make sure he doesn't leave. Not yet. She asked him to stay the night, didn't she? So she could spend time with him. She thought he was okay with it, ah—
He's next to her now, kneeling by her pillow. He says her name and she answers in kind, looking up to him in wonder. While she may not fully understand his request, her eyes are drawn to his cock, still so erect. Her juices and his cum paint it with little white stains and a particular sheen to it that she can't help but think— they did all that. And they'll do more, won't they? ]
That is— did you—
[ Did he want her to suck him off? She's... never done that before! But he's so close to her, and that's the first thing entering her flustered brain! Her eyes fall down to his dick again, with a shaky hand finding its way to his shaft, so sticky and so slippery at the same time. Rather than clean him, there's the urge to take him in a different manner than the last. An urge to get him to cum again for her. Ayaka may not know what she's doing, but she told him to take care of her tonight. He'll teach her how he wants her, just like this.
Rolling to her side so she can properly face him, his seed drips down her exposed pussy from the movement. She feels it— her thighs getting wetter and warmer from it, but she's more focused on getting a good feel of the blond's cock with her hand. She's so slow when she pumps him, getting a feel of it and committing it to memory. Exploring. Learning.
Their eyes meet when she seeks his gaze, and she asks: ]
no subject
He's next to her now, kneeling by her pillow. He says her name and she answers in kind, looking up to him in wonder. While she may not fully understand his request, her eyes are drawn to his cock, still so erect. Her juices and his cum paint it with little white stains and a particular sheen to it that she can't help but think— they did all that. And they'll do more, won't they? ]
That is— did you—
[ Did he want her to suck him off? She's... never done that before! But he's so close to her, and that's the first thing entering her flustered brain! Her eyes fall down to his dick again, with a shaky hand finding its way to his shaft, so sticky and so slippery at the same time. Rather than clean him, there's the urge to take him in a different manner than the last. An urge to get him to cum again for her. Ayaka may not know what she's doing, but she told him to take care of her tonight. He'll teach her how he wants her, just like this.
Rolling to her side so she can properly face him, his seed drips down her exposed pussy from the movement. She feels it— her thighs getting wetter and warmer from it, but she's more focused on getting a good feel of the blond's cock with her hand. She's so slow when she pumps him, getting a feel of it and committing it to memory. Exploring. Learning.
Their eyes meet when she seeks his gaze, and she asks: ]
I... I don't know if what I am doing is right...