Hmm... You're not really in position to make demands...
[Not that she's really demanding at all, but he's keeping to his role... Which isn't really much pretending, either. And as if in response, his fingers roughly stroke her folds, pinching at the aroused nub before slipping further down towards her entrance yet not entering. Just sliding around, torturing her.
And at her chest, he pierces the lace with his fangs, tearing it as he rips it forcibly apart down the center.]
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[Not that she's really demanding at all, but he's keeping to his role... Which isn't really much pretending, either. And as if in response, his fingers roughly stroke her folds, pinching at the aroused nub before slipping further down towards her entrance yet not entering. Just sliding around, torturing her.
And at her chest, he pierces the lace with his fangs, tearing it as he rips it forcibly apart down the center.]