[Chrissy barely squeaks out his name in a whisper, turning bright red in a mixture of arousal and embarrassment as he addresses her abilities to give great head. She can't say that she disagrees with his appraisal, since she thinks she does a really good job. He's certainly never had anything but high praise. But it's a new sort of thing to have Eddie say it with someone else there. Sure, it's someone they both want to fuck until they're all exhausted and laying in a heap together.
But she's not expecting Steve's reaction to be what it is, and she's left completely red faced as she stares back at him.]
Do I what, Steve? Want to suck your cock?
[It's probably one of the most filthy things she's ever said, particularly in such a sweet way. But she's smiling as she says it, able to push through her momentary embarrassment in order to get back in the moment. She'd be lying if she said she hadn't thought about what it would be like to take Steve into her mouth. She's thought about it more than once, actually. And she's pretty sure she's even talked about it in graphic detail with Eddie once when they were high and drunk and laying around in his van.
Which is probably exactly why he's brought it up, now that she thinks about it. So she glances Eddie's way with a thankful smile, her eyes meeting his with a look that says she's not really bothered by what he's said. She doesn't want him to ever think she's uncomfortable when she's actually not.]
I could get on my knees for you, if you want. [Which answers his question, she thinks. Obviously she wants to, judging by the way she's looking at him like she wants to swallow him whole. She wants to kiss him again too, but refrains for now. The temptation to make both of her boys squirm a little is too appealing to resist.]
You can even put your hand in my hair. Show me exactly how you like it.
[Chrissy's a sweet girl. A serving girl. She'll let him do that, since it plays into her fantasy. Maybe it's partially Eddie's fantasy too.]
Or you can sit back and let me take control.
[She thinks maybe she'd like that too. Her eyes shift from Steve's to Eddie's, and it almost looks as if she's asking for permission from her boyfriend to touch Steve more than she already has.]
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[Chrissy barely squeaks out his name in a whisper, turning bright red in a mixture of arousal and embarrassment as he addresses her abilities to give great head. She can't say that she disagrees with his appraisal, since she thinks she does a really good job. He's certainly never had anything but high praise. But it's a new sort of thing to have Eddie say it with someone else there. Sure, it's someone they both want to fuck until they're all exhausted and laying in a heap together.
But she's not expecting Steve's reaction to be what it is, and she's left completely red faced as she stares back at him.]
Do I what, Steve? Want to suck your cock?
[It's probably one of the most filthy things she's ever said, particularly in such a sweet way. But she's smiling as she says it, able to push through her momentary embarrassment in order to get back in the moment. She'd be lying if she said she hadn't thought about what it would be like to take Steve into her mouth. She's thought about it more than once, actually. And she's pretty sure she's even talked about it in graphic detail with Eddie once when they were high and drunk and laying around in his van.
Which is probably exactly why he's brought it up, now that she thinks about it. So she glances Eddie's way with a thankful smile, her eyes meeting his with a look that says she's not really bothered by what he's said. She doesn't want him to ever think she's uncomfortable when she's actually not.]
I could get on my knees for you, if you want. [Which answers his question, she thinks. Obviously she wants to, judging by the way she's looking at him like she wants to swallow him whole. She wants to kiss him again too, but refrains for now. The temptation to make both of her boys squirm a little is too appealing to resist.]
You can even put your hand in my hair. Show me exactly how you like it.
[Chrissy's a sweet girl. A serving girl. She'll let him do that, since it plays into her fantasy. Maybe it's partially Eddie's fantasy too.]
Or you can sit back and let me take control.
[She thinks maybe she'd like that too. Her eyes shift from Steve's to Eddie's, and it almost looks as if she's asking for permission from her boyfriend to touch Steve more than she already has.]