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Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
Elf:
Gabriel's lips parted as he saw La Folia perfectly nude before him, her skin tinged pink. He smiled up at her and said, "Now, what do we have here . . ."
He spread her thighs apart, gazing at her bare, slick slit. Then he leaned forward, spreading her open with his fingers. Pink, glistening folds were displayed before him and he then leaned his head to start lapping at her. His nimble, Irish tongue headed north to the swollen nub peeking off its hood before he attacked it with little, teasing licks.
Brahmastra:
La Folia could not contain a moan of pleasure as Gabriel, having spread her open, began to lick away at her virgin pussy, arching her back, making her upper body fall backwards onto the bed as he pleasured her at a moderate, but deliberate speed. Her cries echoed off of the walls as she began to fall prey to his ministrations, while her right hand reached up to grasp her own heavy breast, following his example in playing with her nipple as she tried to make her pleasure escalate to greater heights.
Elf:
Gabriel traced his name over her swollen nub over and over again, delighting in her cries. She was tangy-sweet on his tongue, making his head swim. He then slid a finger in her tight, slick, hot sheath.
Then he gently began to move it in and out, getting it ready and to tease her even more.
Brahmastra:
La Folia did not know how this man could pleasure her like he did, but was doing it and he was doing it well. No, well was an understatement, he was bringing her pleasure she hadn't imagined before.
A sharp moan escaped her mouth, engaged in nothing but heavily breathing and crying out in pleasure, as Gabriel's long, gorgeous finger first penetrated her, and subsequently began move it in and out of her repeatedly, bringing her a euphoric feeling that egged her ever onwards, one hand pleasuring her right nipple like mad while the other tried to grasp his raven head, forcing him towards her near-dripping flower.
Her legs straightened, fell limb and then straightened again repeatedly and her hips were thrust towards his finger and tongue combination, lifting her rear slightly off the bed as she began to feel it.
She was getting close.
Elf:
La Folia was really writhing under him, her hips moving up and down against his mouth as her legs kicked restlessly. He pressed deeper as he felt that little nub start to recede back into its hood. Another finger was added to the first, stretching her out a bit more before he wrapped his lips around her point of weakness.
Then he began to suck, his mouth working furiously as he added pressure and friction to the tiny point.
His fingers worked inside of her, stretching and wearing down the barrier that protected her. However, he couldn't help to curve his fingers in a come-hither motion, rubbing against her top wall.
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