Due to popular demand, I have switched it up and instead of Col Hsu, I give you Mcnamara!
Characters: Elder McNamara Kink: Oral, Stripping?
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The synthetic yellow lights of the bunker gave the couriers body a golden glow, causing the sun-bleached highlights of her hair shine with definition. She stood in front of Elder McNamara with a playful smile on her face.
"I've gotta surprise for you."
"What kind of surprise?" Nolan asked, genuinely curious at what her actions might be.
The courier neglected his inquiry. She just stood between him and the command console, hips slowly rocking in time with the jazzy tune emitting from her Pip-Boy.
The courier unzipped her leather jacket, with each slow tug more of the milky skin protected from the harsh Mojave weather was revealed. The zipper was left at the bottom of the zip chain, ample cleavage with plenty of room for imagination.
The couriers hips rolled smother as her fingers traveled down to the button of her tight pants. With a dramatic pop, her pants were open, hanging loosely against her curved hips.
With thumbs hooked in the belt loops of her pants, the courier slow shimmied them down her legs, moving her him slightly more than necessary to get the job done.
She look Nolan in the eyes as she unraveled the last of her jacket, leaving her in only a pair of black panties. He let out a surprised but approving groan, prompting her to continue.
The courier ran her hand over the smooth expanse of her abdomen and cupped her naked breasts before turning around and bracing herself on the console. McNamara ran a large hand down her spine, yanking the black cloth down her slender thighs, eager to explore the wonders of the girls body. Nolan moved her to the portion of his desk the remained empty of buttons and controls.
Although the courier was startled by his sudden action, it didn't deter her one bit. She spread her legs for the elder and he kneeled down in front of her. Feeling his breath ghost across her skin stimulated her further.
With both hands holding her thighs down, Nolan ran his tongue along her slit, careful to not give her took much of the pleasure she craved. His tongue slid down and into her entrance, circling the wet muscles before traveling back up to rest on her clit.
The courier let out a lustful moan as two of Nolan's fingers penetrated her, tongue rotating around her bundle of nerves.
Baby Is What He Calls Me 7/?
Characters: Elder McNamara
Kink: Oral, Stripping?
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The synthetic yellow lights of the bunker gave the couriers body a golden glow, causing the sun-bleached highlights of her hair shine with definition. She stood in front of Elder McNamara with a playful smile on her face.
"I've gotta surprise for you."
"What kind of surprise?" Nolan asked, genuinely curious at what her actions might be.
The courier neglected his inquiry. She just stood between him and the command console, hips slowly rocking in time with the jazzy tune emitting from her Pip-Boy.
The courier unzipped her leather jacket, with each slow tug more of the milky skin protected from the harsh Mojave weather was revealed. The zipper was left at the bottom of the zip chain, ample cleavage with plenty of room for imagination.
The couriers hips rolled smother as her fingers traveled down to the button of her tight pants. With a dramatic pop, her pants were open, hanging loosely against her curved hips.
With thumbs hooked in the belt loops of her pants, the courier slow shimmied them down her legs, moving her him slightly more than necessary to get the job done.
She look Nolan in the eyes as she unraveled the last of her jacket, leaving her in only a pair of black panties. He let out a surprised but approving groan, prompting her to continue.
The courier ran her hand over the smooth expanse of her abdomen and cupped her naked breasts before turning around and bracing herself on the console. McNamara ran a large hand down her spine, yanking the black cloth down her slender thighs, eager to explore the wonders of the girls body. Nolan moved her to the portion of his desk the remained empty of buttons and controls.
Although the courier was startled by his sudden action, it didn't deter her one bit. She spread her legs for the elder and he kneeled down in front of her. Feeling his breath ghost across her skin stimulated her further.
With both hands holding her thighs down, Nolan ran his tongue along her slit, careful to not give her took much of the pleasure she craved. His tongue slid down and into her entrance, circling the wet muscles before traveling back up to rest on her clit.
The courier let out a lustful moan as two of Nolan's fingers penetrated her, tongue rotating around her bundle of nerves.