[ it was his turn to moan. short, coarse and not as sweetly sung, ended by forcing a swallow and cutting it clean, but he enjoyed it— from base to head he held his breath then sighed it out. he even enjoyed the provocation in her voice, and replied with three digits that had now dug in. more forceful, but slicked and having no problems in following through and squeezing into the heat of her walls. ]
And this—
[ when he moved his hand it became rhythmic, the curl at the a prize and his hips rolled to meet the same fate in her hands. ]
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And this—
[ when he moved his hand it became rhythmic, the curl at the a prize and his hips rolled to meet the same fate in her hands. ]