That twitch inside them has Rowan mewling with need, their body clenching again, squeezing tightly around Max. Their hips jerk as they try to roll them over the cock inside them and hold back at the same time. "Oh fuck, Max, fuck!"
What were they talking about? Rowan's breath is coming in short pants, their knuckles white where their fists are clenched trying to maintain control. Right - schedules. "Give me yours too. So I can cross reference." Rowan says, but the thought of showing up when both of them are working and the things that they might be able to do to one another doesn't help them at all. They're not sure how much more of this they can take. "Anything else we need? I've got a-ah, a voucher."
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Date: 2020-10-26 03:26 pm (UTC)What were they talking about? Rowan's breath is coming in short pants, their knuckles white where their fists are clenched trying to maintain control. Right - schedules. "Give me yours too. So I can cross reference." Rowan says, but the thought of showing up when both of them are working and the things that they might be able to do to one another doesn't help them at all. They're not sure how much more of this they can take. "Anything else we need? I've got a-ah, a voucher."