Fanya did gasp a little at the biting of her nipple, and due to her thorough enjoyment of the attention that Becca was giving her breasts, she had to shift in her stance to feel the moistness build up between her legs. Becca was smiling at her of course and way before the bite, she had already made the logical deduction that Becca was acquiring a little bit of the revenge for the teasing that Fanya seemed to do, constantly... with every breath... and every step. She couldn't blame her for that... Besides Becca teased very well...<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">You always have someone to talk to, Rebecca</span>" If only Becca would allow her to raise her hand to her face and caress it like she wanted to... Damn, Becca was good at this.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">It is getting very late, I'm afraid. I do have some matters to attend to before the morning endeavor starts. I imagine that you wanted to get some sleep as well? You know, that thing we were going to do before my need to fuck you silly completely took over?</span>" She smirked at Becca, her hands still held at her hips and she just enjoyed the moment of Becca pressed against her red skin.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>