As one does. [she repeats, a little amused. though she can't deny she isn't aroused by the idea that one of the first things he asks for is something like that. something that doesn't involve his own cock.

she wraps her arms around him and starts to kiss his neck.]

Is that what you want first, though? My thighs wrapped around you, your tongue deep in me? [she squirms just slightly, definitely turned on by the idea. her teeth playfully scrape along his neck and she smirks.]

That turns me on. Imagining that.