Please. . . 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭?~

(He adored hearing her moans. Her soft panting. Feeling her twitch and throb against him. But most of all, his favorite thing. He loved to hear her crack and break for him~)

(The base of his shaft grinding against her drenched folds. If he was inside he'd be fucking her stupid.)

Alone, while also keeping his efforts to at least keep licking Prime.

Huff, it waa tough... But he was in heaven for sure. ~

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. . . she looks familiar, oddly enough; perhaps a variant of Gothic Hazel?

guesswork aside, he wasn't gonna say no to a cup of coffee.. he takes his with cream and sugar, though.
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She would put as little effort as possible into peeking over to check. Shrugging her shoulders while still feeling the large woman pressed against her.

"Hmm... Nope can't see it...~ Keep lookin~"

“Time and space away from my work. I needed some ME time tonight. However, with how you look, I might make it me and YOU time~.”

Those spread legs accentuating her outfit as they spoke. Her eyes were glued to those thick thighs.

(Hands now held above her head. Fingers woven. Pressed firmly against the dingy, dark alleyway walls. Scott leaning in to softly kiss her neck and give her some hickeys.)

(As that exposed, pretty pussy was his toy to grind against. He wanted her to 𝑪𝑹𝑨𝑽𝑬 being stuffed. . .)