Robin

Sep. 1st, 2020 01:32 pm
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Ivy had since ceased to try to hide In fact, the longer she went witout getting caught, the bolder she grew.

Tonight she decided she wanted fucked. She was just sick of jerking off and hookups on Sizzr were more effort than they were worth.

On the prowl, crimson hair piled up loosely and a little black dress that plunged low, front and back, she made her way to Saturnalia. Wandering the crowd she took little notice of all the phone out filming her. She even made sure to let them get good angles.

A drink in hand, she brushed away one cock after another. They weren't what she was looking for.

Him. He was what she was looking for.

Ivy eased up behind Robin and whispered in his ear softly, nearly unintelligible below the music.

"Come to bed..."

It was less the invitation and more the chemical compounds of the pheromone that were irresistible. She knew he'd come because how could he not?

Date: 2020-09-06 05:36 pm (UTC)
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God he fucking loved how bossy she was being. It made him equally want to subdue her - not tonight, but at some point - and for her to take it further. Maybe tie him up with the vines, or treat him like a pet...

He could tell he was hitting the right spots so he just kept going.

Date: 2020-09-07 02:18 pm (UTC)
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Robin kept going, continuing to fuck her hard through it, until he too was coming, groaning ad wrapping an arm around her waist to keep her upright.

Date: 2020-09-07 08:35 pm (UTC)
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Robin leaned over her. "Did I wear you out?" he whispered against her ear.

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