[ how sweet, the eager way in which he soaks up the praise, the way it makes his control slip. he's a sight to behold, all the little sounds he makes going straight to her core as she swallows him down, the fingers curled around the base of his cock sliding lower. they dip past his balls, smoothing over his perineum with a light, exploratory touch.
she's never wished more to be in two places at once, admiring the line of his neck and the scars running down his throat. she wants to sink her teeth into him, moving with the roll of his hips to avoid losing momentum, a line of precome and spit leaking from the corner of her mouth to drip onto the sheets. ]
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she's never wished more to be in two places at once, admiring the line of his neck and the scars running down his throat. she wants to sink her teeth into him, moving with the roll of his hips to avoid losing momentum, a line of precome and spit leaking from the corner of her mouth to drip onto the sheets. ]