black mambo [fiamette]
”Your needs shall not be neglected either,” The corners of her velveteen lips curl into a devlish smirk as the man whispers a response to her statement, and she feels a sensation of warmth overtake her body. She has been waiting for this for so long, waiting to feel the satisfying release of flesh rubbing against flesh. She does not move when the male makes a small advance toward her, closing whatever gap could have been standing between them. His nose presses into the silky fur that lines her neck, and although she knows better than to allow him such easy access to her vitals, she does not stop him. Instead a noise rumbles from within her chest, something similar to an aroused hum. It is a noise that begs him to further advance their sizzling encounter. "How will you prove this?" She aims to entice him and draw him in close enough to take her, like she wants him to. She attempts to press her left shoulder into his chest, and aims to rub the left side of her body down his right rib cadge. Feminine hips sway in an inviting manner, her ebony dipped tail raising above her hips and toward her right to reveal what the man must want most from her. She does not take her gaze off of him as she moves, she wants to keep their eyes locked while committing their pleasureful sin. |
