[ honestly, sansa can't really complain if she doesn't quite stay in character. it's not a serious game, and the important thing is how penny gyrates her hips, bounces her breasts, looks so pretty with that impromptu lapdance.
sansa will have her fun regardless.
she grins a little wider as penny leans in, nipping at her bottom lip. ] I want you everywhere, baby. Isn't that what you want, too? [ her hand curves between penny's thighs, cupping over her cunt and giving that a possessive squeeze, too. ] Feels like you're heating up already for me.
Yeah. [ there’s another nod, a bit of laughter tugging at her lips. playing the part of a club dancer might be a little tricky, but being breathlessly turned on by sansa - well, that’s very, very easy. especially with how direct sansa is, how possessive, with one hand slipping down to cup at penny’s warm, barely-covered pussy.
she squeaks, which gives way to a breathy moan, as sansa’s palm rubs against her. ] I do - I am. [ sansa’s other hand comes down on her ass - and again, and again - and penny gets the message. she bounces more, writhing and twerking in sansa’s lap, humping her girlfriend’ssugar daddy’s hand.
there’s only one thing that’ll make this more debauched, and penny knows just what sansa will love: ]
I want - [ she tosses her hair back, staring at sansa right in the eye as she continues to grind. ] - More fucking money.
[ sometimes, she does need just a little bit of encouragement. a hard smack or three to that perfectly rounded ass seems to get the point across, and sansa digs in her fingers a little more as penny ruts down against them. good girl.
though she does smirk just a little wider at those particular words.
it's her turn to reach up for that dark fall of hair, to knot her fingers in it and tug, forcing her to arch her throat. a throat that sansa happily runs her tongue across in a slow lick, before biting down at the pulse point just below her jaw. ]
Then you're going to have to earn it, you greedy little minx, [ she purrs on her most sinful voice. ] And I wonder. Should I make you do that by eating my cunt, or riding my strap until your legs give out?
[ bingo. sansa can be hard to read, and penny’s worked to get past that perfect poise and rehearsed marble facade. a smirk from her might as well be a full-faced grin from somebody else. penny lets herself have a moment of satisfaction - which lasts about as long as it takes before sansa pushes deeper against her cunt, before she reaches up with her other hand to grab penny’s hair -
and god, has she learned how much she loves that. ]
I’m earning it already, aren’t I? [ her voice tremors as sansa scrapes her teeth against penny’s neck. her entire body rocks, thighs tightening around sansa’s waist. she can smell herself, damp against the scant fabric of her thong, damp against the sharp, pricier-than-a-mortage fabric of sansa’s suit. ] I’ll do whatever you want - [ she slides a hand down her own flank and hip, drawing daddy’s gaze. plucks one of those dollar bills out of her waistband and slides it between her breast and her bra. ] Just keep the bennies coming.
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Date: 2025-04-30 04:51 am (UTC)sansa will have her fun regardless.
she grins a little wider as penny leans in, nipping at her bottom lip. ] I want you everywhere, baby. Isn't that what you want, too? [ her hand curves between penny's thighs, cupping over her cunt and giving that a possessive squeeze, too. ] Feels like you're heating up already for me.
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Date: 2025-04-30 09:59 pm (UTC)she squeaks, which gives way to a breathy moan, as sansa’s palm rubs against her. ] I do - I am. [ sansa’s other hand comes down on her ass - and again, and again - and penny gets the message. she bounces more, writhing and twerking in sansa’s lap, humping her
girlfriend’ssugar daddy’s hand.there’s only one thing that’ll make this more debauched, and penny knows just what sansa will love: ]
I want - [ she tosses her hair back, staring at sansa right in the eye as she continues to grind. ] - More fucking money.
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Date: 2025-05-01 02:13 am (UTC)though she does smirk just a little wider at those particular words.
it's her turn to reach up for that dark fall of hair, to knot her fingers in it and tug, forcing her to arch her throat. a throat that sansa happily runs her tongue across in a slow lick, before biting down at the pulse point just below her jaw. ]
Then you're going to have to earn it, you greedy little minx, [ she purrs on her most sinful voice. ] And I wonder. Should I make you do that by eating my cunt, or riding my strap until your legs give out?
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Date: 2025-05-01 03:08 am (UTC)and god, has she learned how much she loves that. ]
I’m earning it already, aren’t I? [ her voice tremors as sansa scrapes her teeth against penny’s neck. her entire body rocks, thighs tightening around sansa’s waist. she can smell herself, damp against the scant fabric of her thong, damp against the sharp, pricier-than-a-mortage fabric of sansa’s suit. ] I’ll do whatever you want - [ she slides a hand down her own flank and hip, drawing daddy’s gaze. plucks one of those dollar bills out of her waistband and slides it between her breast and her bra. ] Just keep the bennies coming.