<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/RowanPF.jpg)   </div><strong>Rowan Riks</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/wiki/File:Rowan.pdf)<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Will<br/><strong>Status</strong>: In a nice afterglow, but hungry for more and very eager<hr/><br/>Rowan looks very intrigued by Will's reaction and continues to stroke Will's cock with a slow, persistent patience.  "I admit, I would like to watch that, but... I want a lot of things, I suppose."  She grins playfully, dipping her head to wrap her lips around his nipple and kiss it, the nip it playfully before easing away.  She keeps her hand on him, persistently stroking him.  "I'm... rather undecided, Will.  I want to watch you reach that... moment... and, please don't laugh... I want to see it, taste it, and watch your whole body, and your face, when you reach that moment."  She grins.  "But at the same time, I'm still... eager... to have you tend to me.  Get it?"<br/><br/>She laughs lightly, a dreamy simulacrum of her nervous laugh before, now without the uncertainty, a musical, breathy exhale of private joy.  "So... why don't you let me do this, and I'll watch you, and I'll let you watch me too, alright?  At the same time... and if you want more, you just... take control, when you think it's right."  She grins devilishly, kisses him, and whispers so close he can feel her breath and the brush of her breasts against his body.  "We have all night.  It's barely past supper after all."  She winks and strokes him a little faster, squeezing and pulsing her fist eagerly, then slower, stroking his face adoringly with her free hand before propping her face by her elbow and watching with a curious, girlish curiosity as she strokes his cock in her hand and kisses him gently.