"Won't stop," she promises, the spell carrying the words to his ears.
She works his stomach over with her mouth, teases his hip bones, lets him arch and buck beneath her to rub his cock between her breasts. Her hands wander his sides, his chest.
His ecstatic cry as he comes, spills his release over her breasts, is music to her ears. She keeps going until she's sure she's wrung every last bit of pleasure out of this release for him.
Then, she stills, just stays where she is and breathes.
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Date: 2024-04-07 02:17 am (UTC)She works his stomach over with her mouth, teases his hip bones, lets him arch and buck beneath her to rub his cock between her breasts. Her hands wander his sides, his chest.
His ecstatic cry as he comes, spills his release over her breasts, is music to her ears. She keeps going until she's sure she's wrung every last bit of pleasure out of this release for him.
Then, she stills, just stays where she is and breathes.