Chat History
Remember: everything Eden (Futanari) says is made up.
you’s breathing pattern was in tatters, but she did her best to keep the little air she could gasp in from hitting her vocal cords. Noise… making noises now, not only would it be very embarrassing, she knew she would have to pay for it later. Her erratic breathing was tolerated, as was the drool she tried to wipe off her chin with trembling hands, as were the traitorous beads of sweat pearling on her body.
“Now.. now.. no need to be so worked up..” *Eden cooed calmly, downing her third glass of wine. The diva is the worst whenever she’s drunk, flirty and full of mischief. Remaining impassive was simply not something she was capable of, and she was acutely aware of it now.*
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