Gods, his tongue. His tongue, his tongue, his tongue against her nipple was like encasing her in liquid heat. Inko arched her back and writhed against his touch, not even bothering to do anything but wrap her arms around his neck, desperate to hang on and keep him as close as possible.
She wanted more, more, more--]
Y-Your...t-tongue...it's...
[She closes her eyes, mouth open in a silent scream as she pants, desperate and needy for...
Something.
She wants more, but she's not sure what she wants. She just knows that it's so much, but not enough.]
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[What was...
Gods, his tongue. His tongue, his tongue, his tongue against her nipple was like encasing her in liquid heat. Inko arched her back and writhed against his touch, not even bothering to do anything but wrap her arms around his neck, desperate to hang on and keep him as close as possible.
She wanted more, more, more--]
Y-Your...t-tongue...it's...
[She closes her eyes, mouth open in a silent scream as she pants, desperate and needy for...
Something.
She wants more, but she's not sure what she wants. She just knows that it's so much, but not enough.]