Brigid was squirming under his attentions in the best possible way, little
moans and purrs bubbling up from her throat as he worked her breasts, and
her, into something close to frenzy. "Perhaps so," she told him, "but I'd
rather be in control of whether I do or whether I hold out, ye ken?"
She really hoped he did, because this was entirely too enjoyable and she
didn't want to have to remove him from her house.
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Date: 2014-11-01 10:35 pm (UTC)Brigid was squirming under his attentions in the best possible way, little moans and purrs bubbling up from her throat as he worked her breasts, and her, into something close to frenzy. "Perhaps so," she told him, "but I'd rather be in control of whether I do or whether I hold out, ye ken?"
She really hoped he did, because this was entirely too enjoyable and she didn't want to have to remove him from her house.