"No", Midnight says, blindfold affixed. "Perfect", she giggles.

Daphnee grins then shifts getting up on her knees. She reaches out, seizes a hold of her breasts then gives them a squeeze before leaning forward and placing one of them in between her lips as she begins suckling it, her tongue swishing over her nipple, her hand curling over her ass as she draws her a bit closer to her, that mouth drawing deeper upon her as she suckles that warm flesh.

Midnight exhales deeply, and runs her hand down the length of Daphnee's spine. It's cold. She moans and holds onto Daphnee, pulling her closer, enveloping her.

(Sorry about the massive delay, I didn't get the notification for the thing. It keeps doing that, I really need to fix that.)

(it's alright, I have had that happen to me, I normally post at least once daily when not traveling)

She grinned, pulled closer letting her head drop a little she engulfs a breast swirling over the nipple as she draws the object against her seeing if she ventures a guess at it.

“It sure is,” she hints.

Midnight isn't doing much now, she's too distracted by how great what Daphnee's doing feels. She clutches the bed covers, and her moans increase in volume.

That coldness returns swirling about her nipple and further hardening her nipple from the onset of cold before doing the same to the other. She smiles, unseen by the blind fold, removes the object and draws her tongue against the hard nipple giving a little lick there.

“Wager a guess?”

"G-Guess?", Midnight asks, before gasping and tightening her grip even more.

“Mm hm,” she confirms, her teeth skimming over a nipple, nibbling though not biting down to brake the skin any, the aphrodisiac still strong within her but she held off on it just a little while longer of course for this desire to play and draw out more of her pleasure.

"Guess w-what?", Midnight asks, grinning a little as she starts to take control again.

Peeking up from that beautiful stimulated nipple Daphnee smiles. “The object of course.” Her fingers spool over both her nipples twisting them slightly then tugging gently against them.

"Object? I'm -ah- sorry, Daphnee, I'm not quite sure what you mean. I must have phased out at some point. I do that a lot.", Midnight says, trying to regain some composure.

“Don't worry about it,” she sets the ice cube in a bowl. There were other things in the bowl that she had grabbed but that desire was flaring inside her once more. Governed by the aphrodisiac she shifts Midnight's leg and sits between her legs.

Her pussy, puffy and swollen presses up against Midnight's, her hands holding one of her legs for support as her own pussy begins to rub against her own getting stronger and faster with each movement against her.

Midnight presses closer to Daphnee, rubbing her entire body on her. She tries to speak, but can only gasp for breath.

Whatever words has sprung to her lips erode though the effects of the aphrodisiac overwhelm curiosity at this point. She moans out, her body pressing firmly up against Midnight feeling each keen rub as their bodies collide against one another. That tingling warmth sweeps over her as she tips her head back as a cry leaves her lips.

“OH I'm, I'm ...” another cry escapes her lips as she is unable to finish that statement.

Midnight, in a calm, level voice for just a moment, adds "Me too". Then waves of pleasure overwhelm her, and she screams.