[ She doesn't notice the new scar, though she will later -- now, she's much more fixated on hungrily mouthing at his neck as she shifts to let him move around. He situates her atop him and she guides him inside immediately, seating herself with a sound that's between a purr and a whine.
For a moment, her eyes are squeezed tightly shut as she rocks into the fullness, her breath shuddering. Slowly, she straightens to sit upright; her spine stretches and curves when she peels her dress over her head like shedding skin, cast aside and forgotten as quickly as his trousers.
Julie's face splits into a smile, and when she speaks, it's between sharp gasps, her words slurring into each other. ] Hypocrite. I've never met any man talks less'n you.
[ Not that it stops her from pressing her hands into his chest, holding herself over him and rolling her hips at a clip. Her head hangs slightly, loosened strands of hair framing her face. Airy noises escape her chest in time, pants that are sometimes choking. ]
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For a moment, her eyes are squeezed tightly shut as she rocks into the fullness, her breath shuddering. Slowly, she straightens to sit upright; her spine stretches and curves when she peels her dress over her head like shedding skin, cast aside and forgotten as quickly as his trousers.
Julie's face splits into a smile, and when she speaks, it's between sharp gasps, her words slurring into each other. ] Hypocrite. I've never met any man talks less'n you.
[ Not that it stops her from pressing her hands into his chest, holding herself over him and rolling her hips at a clip. Her head hangs slightly, loosened strands of hair framing her face. Airy noises escape her chest in time, pants that are sometimes choking. ]