[ She rolls her eyes a little, but there's a faint upward turn in her mouth that betrays her amusement. It's almost a shame she's not going to get to see him fly. Either he really is that good, or he's terrible, with no possibility of it being anything in between — and given the way he fucks? Probably the former. ]

Think I'd rather have you with both eyes and both arms. [ She finishes off her caf before setting the mug down on the counter and dousing her dwindling cigarette in the scant liquid remaining at the bottom. ] Seems like my chances of cumming so hard I pass out are slightly better that way.