Vi closes her eyes as Cait continues, little moans and groans following Cait’s movements. It’s nice, and not too much despite the sensitive contact.

Vi whines as Cait sits up, eyes opening and lips pouting. She sits up enough to see Cait, wanting to at least get to see her if she’s leaving. “What could you possibly need from your bag, I’m right here!” She’ll allow herself some selfishness.