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- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- I really enjoy romance in my roleplays; however, I do prefer to work up to it using suspense, tragedy, and mystery. The majority of my roleplays also dive into the libertine section, though I don't prefer this to be the main genre or focus.
"Mmmm," was all that little Evangeline could muster as he touched her so delicately. Despite clearly being careful, tending to her body with sweet tenderness, he brought her great pleasure. Eva's body jerked and all the new sensations and places that he was touching; places that the young woman really did not know existed, much less felt so sensitive.
Evangeline could feel how moist she was down below, and blushed slightly at that. Her need for him was apparent, almost obvious... and she hoped that he would like that. Her body was the type that needed pleasure rather to the give it; although, with time and practice, she hoped that Wesinaco would show her to make him feel good, too.
Reaching in front of her, Evangeline gripped onto the silk bedsheets, clawing her way onto them. As he touched that most sensitive nub in between her legs, her body jerked a bit, both in surprise and pleasure. It was as though a million little nerve endings concentrated right there, and now he was touching it! "O-Oh," the young woman gasped, rocking her hips a little bit farther into his hand. She knew that he could bring her to great heights and was left wondering how he was going to bring her there. Eva had never touched and been touched, and it was certainly a thrill of a ride.
As his gentle fingers began to circle around her clit, Evangeline's body moved the other way and she pressed back into his chest. His lips were hot against her skin; was it possible for him to have more than two hands? It felt like they were everywhere, on her clit and her bottom, her breasts and her arms. Evangeline sighed and wiggled beside him, imploring him for more. Her mind was so fuzzy she could barely make completely sentences, barely even think straight! All that came out were soft moans, so low and pleasureful, and little whispers of her pleasure. "It... oh-oh," she whimpered, "it... it's good."
Evangeline could feel how moist she was down below, and blushed slightly at that. Her need for him was apparent, almost obvious... and she hoped that he would like that. Her body was the type that needed pleasure rather to the give it; although, with time and practice, she hoped that Wesinaco would show her to make him feel good, too.
Reaching in front of her, Evangeline gripped onto the silk bedsheets, clawing her way onto them. As he touched that most sensitive nub in between her legs, her body jerked a bit, both in surprise and pleasure. It was as though a million little nerve endings concentrated right there, and now he was touching it! "O-Oh," the young woman gasped, rocking her hips a little bit farther into his hand. She knew that he could bring her to great heights and was left wondering how he was going to bring her there. Eva had never touched and been touched, and it was certainly a thrill of a ride.
As his gentle fingers began to circle around her clit, Evangeline's body moved the other way and she pressed back into his chest. His lips were hot against her skin; was it possible for him to have more than two hands? It felt like they were everywhere, on her clit and her bottom, her breasts and her arms. Evangeline sighed and wiggled beside him, imploring him for more. Her mind was so fuzzy she could barely make completely sentences, barely even think straight! All that came out were soft moans, so low and pleasureful, and little whispers of her pleasure. "It... oh-oh," she whimpered, "it... it's good."