@Newtypecvnny "Ahhh-huh... gimmie a second."
Easing right back into her top, and... well, probably accidentally giving a side flash if she was staring.
Neptune pushed up, snatched the bottle, and swapped positions.
Slender fingers gliding along with cool sunscreen. . . Nails. Those too.
@Newtypecvnny There's a slow and firm breath in as her lower back becomes the focus, arms crossed and supporting her head. . .
"Amate? It feels like you're putting a loooot on, you know... keep some for yourself, silly."
She hasn't commented on that bump pressing between her cheeks, at least.
@Newtypecvnny Straddling her back, huh? That's a dangerous move...
Not just from an occasional wriggle, but getting a full view of bare blonde back and bikini bottoms?
@Newtypecvnny Purely to ensure sunscreen covers properly, of course!
After all, when its time to do the back, its best to get rid of straps and all that... dont want a funny line!
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@LxliNephilim -- wiping them off on her own skirt, giving the girl another quick look-over.
She could take her home. She could just - have her way. Make her tell whomever's at home she's sleeping over to study, or something.
"I think... we should go home, if we wanna... y'know.
Keep playing."
@LxliNephilim "Oh, nono, it's a figure of speech. Like something being really cute, and being unable to get enough of it!"
Except... well. She may not be able to get enough, if just a taste was making her feel this lightheaded. Giving a quiet hum, she looked over her fingers before --