[She considers that for a second, because interpretations can vary (not much, but enough for her to think it over) before she wraps her legs around his waist and tugs their hips together, flush, so that his cock rubs against her skin, her mouth against his again, her hands moving south to his ass.]
Come on, Robert Chase, I want you to fuck me.
[There's a slight keen in her voice now, one that is more likely to go low than it is to go high. She lets go of him then to move back, giving them space so he can see her, and her hands move around his hips, ghost along his erection again]
action;
Come on, Robert Chase, I want you to fuck me.
[There's a slight keen in her voice now, one that is more likely to go low than it is to go high. She lets go of him then to move back, giving them space so he can see her, and her hands move around his hips, ghost along his erection again]
Please?