[ he watches her strip with — maybe a little judgement, but he's otherwise complacent, silent. he thinks his hands might be shaking a little, but he balls them up tight until they stop. ]
[ she presses her cunt up to his face again and he tips his head up and opens his mouth, obedient like this is something he's done a hundred times before. she's wet enough that he has to slurp at her, feels her slide slick across the planes of his face even as his tongue and lips work to pleasure her. ]
[ after a moment, he acknowledges the fact that she'd wanted his dick by lifting a hand, sliding two fingers straight up into her. she's tight, and it probably hurts, but he doesn't really care, just sinks them deep and lets her settle on them, gives her something else to work with as she rides his mouth. ]
[ his other hand slips into his jeans — to rearrange his erection, work it awkwardly down the seam of a thigh so that when he presses his legs together the fabric shifts over it, muscle flexing pressure over the head, making him grunt into her. ]
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[ she presses her cunt up to his face again and he tips his head up and opens his mouth, obedient like this is something he's done a hundred times before. she's wet enough that he has to slurp at her, feels her slide slick across the planes of his face even as his tongue and lips work to pleasure her. ]
[ after a moment, he acknowledges the fact that she'd wanted his dick by lifting a hand, sliding two fingers straight up into her. she's tight, and it probably hurts, but he doesn't really care, just sinks them deep and lets her settle on them, gives her something else to work with as she rides his mouth. ]
[ his other hand slips into his jeans — to rearrange his erection, work it awkwardly down the seam of a thigh so that when he presses his legs together the fabric shifts over it, muscle flexing pressure over the head, making him grunt into her. ]