[ It shouldn't surprise her. They're friends. They've fought together — ever since that first day. And she did ask. But some part of her wasn't expecting him to answer her like that — simple and sincere. Too sincere. To the point that it stirs a little something tender in her chest, something that softens her teasing just a bit when she finally answers him, wry as ever: ]
I guess you must. You're a good half-inch inside me already.
[ She leans down, her long dark hair slipping over her shoulders as she bows her head to kiss him again, her mouth seeking his as she rubs herself against him. It leaves the head of his cock glistening with her wetness, making the motion between them smooth and slick. Her entrance twitches every time he drags his dick past it — as if anticipating the moment he finally pushes into that tight heat. ]
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I guess you must. You're a good half-inch inside me already.
[ She leans down, her long dark hair slipping over her shoulders as she bows her head to kiss him again, her mouth seeking his as she rubs herself against him. It leaves the head of his cock glistening with her wetness, making the motion between them smooth and slick. Her entrance twitches every time he drags his dick past it — as if anticipating the moment he finally pushes into that tight heat. ]
I like you too.