And she howls again and points at the full moon. “Like my mating call?” she asks me. “I don’t see any fucking guys responding to it.” “I do,” she says with a smile, staring right at me. “Right. If that’s true, then I’ll be humping you later, sweetheart.” My eyes lighten a little more because this time—there is fucking truth to our banter. “Doggy-style or are you just going to be grinding on my leg?” “Not your leg.” “Higher?” “Well what’s the other alternative? I’m not going to fuck your ankles.” She raises her hands in defense. “There are some people into feet.” “I’m into pussy. Now you know.”
...more
i love their banter sm
