[Maybe he's still a little drunk, because Chrissy doesn't think he could possibly mean it the way it sounds. But he says they could have this, and she's so taken with the idea of that, she decides that there's no other choice but for her to leap at the opportunity. If he says they can have it, clearly he's in a place where he's able to be with her.
And she can just imagine what it would be like to be with him.
Of course, he does a good job of distracting her from that with his undressing and his hand working at his cock, and any thought of declarations that she'll stay with him are temporarily forgotten. Instead she focuses on him.]
This is exactly what I wanted.
[She reclines back against the bed, and he moves along with her. His cock is already hard against her, and she shivers in anticipation as she slips her hand down between them so she can tease at his length by curling her fingers around him and stroking. It isn't what either of them want, but it's enough for a few seconds, as she hitches up her leg high against him.
It's just as she's about to guide him to press inside of her that she gets an idea, and her touch slips from around him as she gives him a nudge back. Not a big one, just enough that she can shift, her legs slipping over his shoulders. She may not be a cheerleader anymore, but she's still perfectly flexible.
The position arches her body and angles her hips, opening her up for him to fully see, and she gives urgent whispers of his name so he'll give them what they both need. She needs him inside of her now. It's past the point of just want. It's desperation, even though he just got her off by going down on her.]
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And she can just imagine what it would be like to be with him.
Of course, he does a good job of distracting her from that with his undressing and his hand working at his cock, and any thought of declarations that she'll stay with him are temporarily forgotten. Instead she focuses on him.]
This is exactly what I wanted.
[She reclines back against the bed, and he moves along with her. His cock is already hard against her, and she shivers in anticipation as she slips her hand down between them so she can tease at his length by curling her fingers around him and stroking. It isn't what either of them want, but it's enough for a few seconds, as she hitches up her leg high against him.
It's just as she's about to guide him to press inside of her that she gets an idea, and her touch slips from around him as she gives him a nudge back. Not a big one, just enough that she can shift, her legs slipping over his shoulders. She may not be a cheerleader anymore, but she's still perfectly flexible.
The position arches her body and angles her hips, opening her up for him to fully see, and she gives urgent whispers of his name so he'll give them what they both need. She needs him inside of her now. It's past the point of just want. It's desperation, even though he just got her off by going down on her.]
It's what you want too, isn't it?