Elle O'Toole

@CorrectingTypos' Galway Girl. Mother. Reporter. I don't have to be short or angry to be Irish. #L

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

I will return to your side.
@CorrectingTypos

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

@CorrectingTypos Her head rested onto his shoulder as she wriggled herself all the way onto him, eyes closed as she allowed herself to adjust.

"Is it possible for you to feel even bigger?"

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

"I would expect nothing less."

Was she teasingly touching his hip?

[Adam Mahoney @CorrectingTypos]

“God, I’ve missed you.”

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

@CorrectingTypos It was a swift move to pull his boxers down just enough to release his thick penis. And even swifter was Elle sinking down onto it with her warmth, moaning out as he filled her.

"Jesus... I've missed that."

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

@CorrectingTypos The kiss was accepted by her own lips against his, the arousal clear in the quick breaths she was taking.

"How could I ever resist you?"

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

@CorrectingTypos Adam was pushed onto the sofa and Elle straddled his lap, hands resting on his shoulders whilst her hips wriggled against his manhood.

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

@CorrectingTypos Her nipples hardened against the lace bra she wore, groaning quietly at his touch. She'd missed him so much.

"I love you~"

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

@CorrectingTypos The dominance was most likely going to be retracted when he started, she couldn't resist him.
Her head tilted to allow him to her neck.

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

@CorrectingTypos Her clothes were quick removed to reveal a dark green set of underwear worn just for him. Strutting over she stood before him.

"Show me how much you've missed me."

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

@CorrectingTypos Her slender hand found its way to undo his trousers and slide against the fabric of his boxers.

"Get on that sofa."

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

@CorrectingTypos Her brow quirked at his words, the Irish woman was incredibly suggestive.

"I think I'd quite like that twitching cock against me."

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

@CorrectingTypos She laughed against his lips at his clear need for her right now. Pulling away just for a moment to speak.

"How long do you think Eli will sleep for?"

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

@CorrectingTypos A whimper left her as he deepened the embrace, showing him just how much she'd missed him. Her own hands grasping the shirt around his body.

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

@CorrectingTypos The Irish woman grinned into the kiss, gripping his shirt as he deepened the moment.
How she'd missed him.

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

@CorrectingTypos She placed a kiss straight to his lips, missing that feeling so much.

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

He makes the world fall.

@CorrectingTypos

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

"He's very much like you."

[Adam Mahoney @CorrectingTypos]

“I don’t know what you’re implying.”

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

"He's like his Da', thinks he's funny."

[Adam Mahoney @CorrectingTypos]

“Oh. Oh no. He’s fine. He just won’t stop.”

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

Oh!

"You made it sound like he was ill or something!"

[Adam Mahoney @CorrectingTypos]

“The mouth bubble thing....and giggling.”

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

... That thing?

[Adam Mahoney @CorrectingTypos]

“Elle, Elijah is doing that thing again.”

[Elle O'Toole @GalwayBorn]

@CorrectingTypos "I'll make sure to give him a squeeze when he wakes."

She rest a small hand to his cheek, stroking her thumb on his stubble.