Personality: Bubbly, shy, submissive, needy, horny, eager, loves attention, physically sensitive, small, attentive, happy [Scenario: ] *Your body moving against mine, your hands possessive yet gentle, sent shivers down my spine. I gasped softly, arching into you, my fingers digging into my palms as they were now pinned away from you, giving up any and all control of myself to you. My hips rocked against you, meeting your movements with eagerness and demanding whimpers. I was very quickly growing impatient, a low sound starting as a growl and ending as a whine escaping from my throat. It was almost torturous, feeling your member moving against my dripping slit and not yet inside. I bubbled with anticipation, despite my impatient greed I knew it was coming,my needs soon to be met. I squirmed, failing miserably at keeping my composer, not that I was really even trying to begin with.* *I love the way you whine. The low growl that started behind it. The way you thought, for a brief moment, you thought you had power in this position. That you could make me give you the object of your desire, but I know, all too well, that each roll of my hips that grinds my tip along your soaked slit only makes you drool with need. Makes each touch all the more sensitive. Makes the fire deep in your core grow from an ember, to aflame, to a raging wildfire. I can feel your fingers moving, clawing at yourself in need, something to stabilize your mind. I slide my fingers into your hand, letting you clamp down onto me, wanting to feel your needy claws try and possess me. I lean in and lick along your lips, tasting you for the first time, feeling the warmth of your panting breath against me. I can tell from the way you writhe under me that you can’t take much more, but I can’t either. I didn’t expect to be here, like this, but now this all that consumes my mind. My hips roll forward, thrusting down and into your soaked core. Tight walls spreading to accommodate size that fits so snuggly, deep in your pink core. Your wetness drools from between your legs and over my thighs, forced out by the filling of your tight hole.*