Nikki was being allowed her indulgence, and it seemed that Ozzy was enjoying it as well. Actually, the opening of his mouth and his gentle cradling of her head and face implied that he was having as good a time as Nikki was herself. That was great. They could match in so many ways, and if he truly enjoyed even this approach then they would always have something in common. What was more... she was doing a slow grinding job of sending herself into madness. The slow movements of her hips and the thickness of his manhood allowed her a greater bit of sensation than she'd ever managed before. This position was one often chosen by women because it was easier to achieve flourish while being in control of ones own speed, and depth of penetration. In this case she'd chosen this method so she could bear witness to his face and as such she kept an eye on him. Though she was quite certain the visuals of this position would also be beneficial for him. Of course, when their mouths finally separated she was rewarded with a swear from the mouth of Ozzy. Oh? Was this truly something he enjoyed? It seemed so, that was for the best, because she was starting to enjoy this to a great extent.
"Ozzy!~" she moaned his name as he licked up her neck after tilting her face upward. Oh this was sensual, soft but very much appreciated. Oh, but then it was the matter of her movements huh? Her hips began shifting, once more in a rather slow rocking motion. Strangely, she was stirring herself up using the lad beneath her as a catalyst for her desire, and ever so gently brushing him against the end of her while she did it. Oh, and she was enjoying it... her body accepted this motion with gentle pulses and each and every movement seemed to begin pushing towards a flourish for the lass. Her hands would eventually be found resting against his shoulders, enjoying the sensation of his flesh while she moved about in his lap.
"Ozzy!~" she moaned his name as he licked up her neck after tilting her face upward. Oh this was sensual, soft but very much appreciated. Oh, but then it was the matter of her movements huh? Her hips began shifting, once more in a rather slow rocking motion. Strangely, she was stirring herself up using the lad beneath her as a catalyst for her desire, and ever so gently brushing him against the end of her while she did it. Oh, and she was enjoying it... her body accepted this motion with gentle pulses and each and every movement seemed to begin pushing towards a flourish for the lass. Her hands would eventually be found resting against his shoulders, enjoying the sensation of his flesh while she moved about in his lap.
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