I didn't think tha-ah you were being... serious...
[ whatever happens from here on is a blur to her; the older woman is surely suffering from something like combustion -- of, well, in lewd terms, the closeness of another orgasm -- and she feels like she's over the top. like she's on the edge of a building and she's going to do it, she's doing to jump --
her neck bites are sensitive -- still a bit swollen, recently bitten. they're red, she thinks, but she can't really tell because she isn't looking but they're probably red. definitely red. those are marks she'll have to cover up tomorrow. luckily it's winter time and it's appropriate to wear turtle necks and scarves of some kind.
she'll distract herself with the thoughts of how to disguise all of this in the morning, but it's interrupted when she shakes, feels a bruise being pressed down on at the same time (coincidentally? intentionally?) miku's fingers press against her and that sends her over the edge, a second time.
the second orgasm is shaky, like the first, her breaths start to even out a little faster than the first, her head this time has been able to stay fairly still in it's place, eyes closed. her knuckles on her free hand, a mixture of red and white, squeeze the bed sheets. she's close to ripping them, maybe. ]
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[ whatever happens from here on is a blur to her; the older woman is surely suffering from something like combustion -- of, well, in lewd terms, the closeness of another orgasm -- and she feels like she's over the top. like she's on the edge of a building and she's going to do it, she's doing to jump --
her neck bites are sensitive -- still a bit swollen, recently bitten. they're red, she thinks, but she can't really tell because she isn't looking but they're probably red. definitely red. those are marks she'll have to cover up tomorrow. luckily it's winter time and it's appropriate to wear turtle necks and scarves of some kind.
she'll distract herself with the thoughts of how to disguise all of this in the morning, but it's interrupted when she shakes, feels a bruise being pressed down on at the same time (coincidentally? intentionally?) miku's fingers press against her and that sends her over the edge, a second time.
the second orgasm is shaky, like the first, her breaths start to even out a little faster than the first, her head this time has been able to stay fairly still in it's place, eyes closed. her knuckles on her free hand, a mixture of red and white, squeeze the bed sheets. she's close to ripping them, maybe. ]