Orithyia
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Song was panting and when Owen stopped kissing her and spoke it took longer then it should have to process what he had said. A piercing? What was wrong with the kissing? She moved against Owen and wanted to kiss him again. She didn't want the heat in her body to go away, the slow ache in the juncture between her legs to stop. She was also consumed with the curiosity of the hardness she felt in his body. She couldn't stop trying to see it in her head and she knew what she wanted. But first to answer Owen's statement.
"Owen I like that idea." Song said truthfully. It would be wild and crazy and it would make her different then Cindy. While she had asked Cindy to make her like her, she wanted also to be her own version of herself and that would be a perfect way to fix that. "I've seen girls with pierced tongues and have always wanted one." She told Owen with a sly smile. "Before we go and do that." She looked away and off to the side. Her hand reached out and rested against his hard length. She didn't think it wrong because he had touched her and she was just returning the touch.
With her hand on him she looked up and met his eyes. "What does a man look like?" She moved her fingers so that he would get what she was talking about. "What if I said I wanted to see one?" She said shyly biting her lip. She was everything that Cindy had told her about a woman being excited and knew that he was too and she wanted to see what her hand held.
"Owen I like that idea." Song said truthfully. It would be wild and crazy and it would make her different then Cindy. While she had asked Cindy to make her like her, she wanted also to be her own version of herself and that would be a perfect way to fix that. "I've seen girls with pierced tongues and have always wanted one." She told Owen with a sly smile. "Before we go and do that." She looked away and off to the side. Her hand reached out and rested against his hard length. She didn't think it wrong because he had touched her and she was just returning the touch.
With her hand on him she looked up and met his eyes. "What does a man look like?" She moved her fingers so that he would get what she was talking about. "What if I said I wanted to see one?" She said shyly biting her lip. She was everything that Cindy had told her about a woman being excited and knew that he was too and she wanted to see what her hand held.