Grunting softly, he nods his head and pulls in a deep breath, holding it in his lungs to steady himself a bit - he doesn't want to get too excited, not yet. "S'one of the things that comes to my mind," he 'admits'.
"Driving myself into you, or the way the you look when you're riding my cock in our bed, the energy that runs through our connection..."
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"Driving myself into you, or the way the you look when you're riding my cock in our bed, the energy that runs through our connection..."