Kiss you way up her neck to her mouth
From Create Your Own Story
You pull off her swollen, spit-soaked tits with a wet smack and start kissing up the Chief Mage’s body as she whimpers. Your lips drag over her skin, tasting the salt of her sweat—she squirms, the spell keeping her sightless, “What now, you – ohh”.
Your kisses dip into the hollow of her collarbone, then up her neck. Her hands come up and you grab them, smirking, kissing higher, teasing her jaw with a scrape of teeth.
Her lips part readily as you reach her mouth – wet and desperate. She’s blind, moaning into you, her breath hot with want – her body arches, tits brushing your chest, still slick from your sucking.
Do you:
