"Yes," she breathes out as her own hand slips into her trousers to press against her mound over her knickers. "Tell me anyway?"
She doesn't specify for him to tell her what he's doing to himself or what he'd do to her. Either will be more than sufficient.
She too has barely needed much stimuli to get herself off since Saturday. Molly may not have the memory of Sherlock but she will never forget the look of him in orgasm, the feel of him fucking her with his fingers, or the sight of him licking her from them. If anything, the struggle was with blocking the images out while trying to work on Sunday. She would find her mind wandering back there and suddenly she's trying to work with wet knickers and stealing off to the loo for a quick wank during break time.
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She doesn't specify for him to tell her what he's doing to himself or what he'd do to her. Either will be more than sufficient.
She too has barely needed much stimuli to get herself off since Saturday. Molly may not have the memory of Sherlock but she will never forget the look of him in orgasm, the feel of him fucking her with his fingers, or the sight of him licking her from them. If anything, the struggle was with blocking the images out while trying to work on Sunday. She would find her mind wandering back there and suddenly she's trying to work with wet knickers and stealing off to the loo for a quick wank during break time.