Aleja smirks down at him, crawling on top of him to straddle his waist, leaning down to cup his neck with both hands, kissing him deeply and with every ounce of desire she's been suppressing since the winter began. When she thinks she can leave him be for a moment, she starts to wriggle her way down, undoing his trousers and pushing them down.
"I like when men ask me for things," she says, as if he doesn't know that already. Smirking up at him, she runs her tongue over her lower lip, half to tease him for what's about to happen, before she yanks down his underwear and moves to arch her back and take him in her mouth, working the head with her tongue.
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Date: 2019-01-12 09:12 pm (UTC)"I like when men ask me for things," she says, as if he doesn't know that already. Smirking up at him, she runs her tongue over her lower lip, half to tease him for what's about to happen, before she yanks down his underwear and moves to arch her back and take him in her mouth, working the head with her tongue.