"Mmmmnnn~"<br/><br/>The<em>shlurrpp-shlurrppp-shlurrrppp</em>of those wet kisses...Shayla's moans, as she was teased - her eyes went hazy, as drool slid down her pointed chin...Her hand moving faster, faster - An answering whimper coaxed from the very core of her being, at the filthy<em>schlllttttt</em>of his fingers churning inside her-! "That's...<em>nnnnnn~!!!</em>" she managed, writhing in his lap - Her words drowned out by the press of those teeth against her own lip...A sensuous full-body ripple racing through her-!<br/><br/>Oh, the hot little redhead was openly *mewling* now, squirming in place - A thin trickle of arousal sliding in glistening beads down her inner thigh, as she was pulled onto him - That cock sandwiched between their heaving bodies...So hot, so *hard*, for a moment - She thought he'd drawn a knife!<em>What a *pervert*~</em>Shaylia had time to think, her body shuddering deliciously at that lewd voice drooling perversion into her ears...Her legs parting just a little more, a husky moan shivering the air - Her gaze flitting down, biting her lip as her hand moved lithely against his shaft-!<br/><br/>"I'm -<em>haaa, haaaaa</em>- I'm not...I'm not<em>scared</em>~" she'd breathe...Though from the piquant mix of anticipation and trepidation in her eyes, it was all too clear that Shayla had never taken anything like that! She lifted her hips, her motions just the right amount of tentative and eager at once - Faltering, for a moment, clearly working up the courage to take the plunge...<br/><br/>-And then there was a knock at the door~!<br/><br/>****************<br/><br/>"Honored guest?"<br/><br/>Arisa's voice was clear, a clarion call, as she rapped lightly on the door - It'd have been beneath her to *spy* on them, but she was pretty sure she'd been hearing...sounds...from the other side.<br/><br/>And still no sign of Shayla - But the honey-blonde beauty had a good idea of where she might be.<br/><br/>"-Breakfast is getting cold...Let me know if you're still hungry, and we'll warm up a platter for you."<br/><br/>She'd pause, resisting the urge to eavesdrop...Before she'd draw back, with a well-timed mutter of "Where *is* that girl...? If she's not down in five minutes..."<br/><br/>After all, it was only fair to give her a<em>warning</em>-!