[ Sinbad gives a soft laugh at that protest, turning his head just enough that he can nip playfully at the inside of Aspen's thigh, just under where the ropes bind. ]
Oh, trust me, love. I'm not going far. I have every intention of keeping you lost in pleasure.
[ And to prove his words, he ducks his head low once more. And then purposefully swipes his tongue over the tight ring of muscle, probing at it with his tongue as he teases Aspen's entrance. ]
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Oh, trust me, love. I'm not going far. I have every intention of keeping you lost in pleasure.
[ And to prove his words, he ducks his head low once more. And then purposefully swipes his tongue over the tight ring of muscle, probing at it with his tongue as he teases Aspen's entrance. ]