[ Alina's face cracks into a wide grin as she imagines it, knowing just the way he'd groan as she would take the tip of him between her lips. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, fingers following before she draws them into her mouth sucking on the tips as if it's his cock. ]
me? dangerous? i am a saint. the picture of innocence.
[ Is she maybe not too torn up at the idea of him not being able to hold himself back? Signs point to yes, as she sends him a literal picture of her sucking on her fingers, cheeks hollowed and eyes bright and mischievous. ]
[The visual aid she provides makes it all too easy to imagine his cock filling her mouth. Her cheeks hollowing around him, her tongue slurping eagerly at his tip. He curses out loud at the waves lapping him. Blyat.]
Oh dear am I corrupting your innocence then ? Are my seductive wiles too muhc to resist?
[The ridiculous quantity of liquor sloshing around in him certainly isn't doing anything for his stamina. With her photos flooding his imagination with all kinds of excellent suggestions, and with his reckless, desperate pace, it won't take much longer.]
I love seeing your mouth full of my cock When I come will you swallow?
[That's what sends him over the edge in the end: the image of Alina messy with his cum, her face and breasts sticky and glistening, her tongue darting out to try to clean her lips. All his.
In an attempt to stifle his loud moan by pressing the back of his hand over his mouth, he drops his phone into the ocean. Only once he's ridden out his orgasm does he think in a daze to fish it out. Luckily...it seems fine?]
[ Alina is far more pleased with herself than she thought she would be. Maybe ought to be. It was her words, thinking of her, all her that did this to him.
Greedy and vain, but those are her secrets tonight. ]
i was thinking you might
i hope constantin didn't drown while i distracted you.
[The great thing about beating off in the ocean is that the cleanup is remarkably easy. He just sits there a moment, letting the push and pull of the sea wash him. Then once he has the strength, he pulls himself out of the water and returns to the sand, throwing himself down clear of the surf.]
How could I possibly choose?
Perhaps I should go look for him. He said somethign about looking for turtles.
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me?
dangerous?
i am a saint.
the picture of innocence.
[ Is she maybe not too torn up at the idea of him not being able to hold himself back? Signs point to yes, as she sends him a literal picture of her sucking on her fingers, cheeks hollowed and eyes bright and mischievous. ]
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Oh dear am I corrupting your innocence then ?
Are my seductive wiles too muhc to resist?
Does my dick taste good?
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mhmm.
i want to swallow you down as much as i can.
does my mouth feel good?
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I want to feel more of it
Haven't I been good for you?
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i'll suck your cock until you come.
are you close?
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[The ridiculous quantity of liquor sloshing around in him certainly isn't doing anything for his stamina. With her photos flooding his imagination with all kinds of excellent suggestions, and with his reckless, desperate pace, it won't take much longer.]
I love seeing your mouth full of my cock
When I come will you swallow?
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if you want.
or you can come on my tits
or my face?
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In an attempt to stifle his loud moan by pressing the back of his hand over his mouth, he drops his phone into the ocean. Only once he's ridden out his orgasm does he think in a daze to fish it out. Luckily...it seems fine?]
I picked both if you care to know.
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Greedy and vain, but those are her secrets tonight. ]
i was thinking you might
i hope constantin didn't drown while i distracted you.
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How could I possibly choose?
Perhaps I should go look for him. He said somethign about looking for turtles.
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go find him and think about how you can repay me in person.
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Save me a place in bed, Alinochka.
[Aaaand then he stays out all night being an idiot with Constantin. Oops.]
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[ It's fine she falls asleep. ]