[She arches up into his touch, even as her shoulders roll back to let the shirt fall to the floor, exposing her entirely. It only gives her the thought that she should return it in kind, fingers tracing over muscles towards his waist.
This is different for her as well, and while she's better capable of dealing with this, having at the very least, found a lot more pleasure in the act before than he has, the emotion running through it, changes everything. As well as the fact that, well, she'd not have asked for anything different, not from them, but no one has wanted to bed the woman behind the dominatrix in more than a decade.
Her hand on his belt fumbles once, and she chuckles, soft and self amused against his mouth, but it's a delighted sound and on her second try she gets open smoothly and pulls it free]
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This is different for her as well, and while she's better capable of dealing with this, having at the very least, found a lot more pleasure in the act before than he has, the emotion running through it, changes everything. As well as the fact that, well, she'd not have asked for anything different, not from them, but no one has wanted to bed the woman behind the dominatrix in more than a decade.
Her hand on his belt fumbles once, and she chuckles, soft and self amused against his mouth, but it's a delighted sound and on her second try she gets open smoothly and pulls it free]