[Liem's cool hands feel incredible, cupping her breasts and exploring her body so eagerly. Jester moans eagerly into his mouth, grinding her hips downward to chase the friction she so badly wants. She's bound to make a mess of his trousers at this rate, but that's a problem for Later Jester. For now, she's left to jerk and shudder in his lap as his clever fingers pinch her nipples.
In turn, she resumes her mission to work Liem's shirt off his shoulders, getting it off as far as she can without disrupting his roaming touch.]
Fuck, [she gasps, breaking away from his kiss only because her lungs have begun to burn for air. And then she remembers she's technically in charge, here, in a sudden stroke of brilliance.] Use your mouth, next!
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In turn, she resumes her mission to work Liem's shirt off his shoulders, getting it off as far as she can without disrupting his roaming touch.]
Fuck, [she gasps, breaking away from his kiss only because her lungs have begun to burn for air. And then she remembers she's technically in charge, here, in a sudden stroke of brilliance.] Use your mouth, next!