[ 2B has long since grown accustomed to her place above him, the smell of dirt and lunar tears permeating the air of the dark, dank cavern. His labored breathing and desperate whimpers seem amplified in the relative silence of the cave, and 2B sheathes the head of his cock just past the tightness of her entrance, holding herself up with the hands she still has clamped around his throat. ]
Too easy. [ 2B half-scolds, gently rolling her hips against him and taking his length in by degrees. Her breath hitches in her throat as he pries her open, the tight walls of her slit desperately squeezing and suckling upon what flesh it can grab. ] You're so cocky today. Calling me a bitch and copping out like this? I'm disappointed.
[ 2B straightens herself, hands falling away from his throat as she looks down at him, her knees supporting her weight as she slides her palms down his front. She remains still there with him half-inside of her, the delicious promise of pleasure hanging just out of reach for his throbbing cock. ]
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Too easy. [ 2B half-scolds, gently rolling her hips against him and taking his length in by degrees. Her breath hitches in her throat as he pries her open, the tight walls of her slit desperately squeezing and suckling upon what flesh it can grab. ] You're so cocky today. Calling me a bitch and copping out like this? I'm disappointed.
[ 2B straightens herself, hands falling away from his throat as she looks down at him, her knees supporting her weight as she slides her palms down his front. She remains still there with him half-inside of her, the delicious promise of pleasure hanging just out of reach for his throbbing cock. ]