Noelle was used to treating people like unimportant afterthoughts, but now that Amy had become involved in her life, she began to hesitate. The sensation grew taught, like the last pull on a shoelace. XXNX What lay beyond tonight, she couldn’t say. When considering what Amy might be bothered about, Noelle’s memory took that moment as it’s cue to replay the dirty dance they’d performed. Tasting Amy and herself, Noelle felt a dirty thrill chase her goosebumps. For its part, the green tentacle had a whale of a time delving into Amy’s insides, and had deposited its load several times over the course of an hour. Really nice. “Oh!”
Noelle followed her gaze. “Mad? “Yeah.” Noelle responded. As they parted, Noelle could see the lustiness continue to burn in Amy’s eyes.
