Midge breathes a little sigh of relief. She should have known that he wouldn’t mind giving her what she wants or would think it to be selfish.
The kisses are sweet. While Jaskier kisses her, Midge tangles her fingers in the chain to his necklace and lifts her hand to stroke his chest.
“You’re right…” she muses. “Though I won’t see as much of your incredible chest if I’m in your lap.” Midge hums in her throat. “Actually, I think I’d rather stay in your lap and watch your cock disappear inside of me again and again.”
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The kisses are sweet. While Jaskier kisses her, Midge tangles her fingers in the chain to his necklace and lifts her hand to stroke his chest.
“You’re right…” she muses. “Though I won’t see as much of your incredible chest if I’m in your lap.” Midge hums in her throat. “Actually, I think I’d rather stay in your lap and watch your cock disappear inside of me again and again.”