His laugh is rough, faltering - she knows what she is doing to him with her touches, and she's just playing him. "Think you can tell," he rocks his hips (and in turn, his cock) firmly towards her hands, whimpering a little. "Just how good you are to me."
A smirk. "Or do you need me to lay out the details for you slowly?" He slows down the teasing of his fingers against her clit. If she wants him to slow down, he will...
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Date: 2024-09-21 04:11 am (UTC)A smirk. "Or do you need me to lay out the details for you slowly?" He slows down the teasing of his fingers against her clit. If she wants him to slow down, he will...