The way you squawked when I stuck my fingers there.
[ An edge of dryness in his tone, as if he's trying to offset that low ticking pulse in his cock: pure pressure and burning greed at the sight she makes, the dark heavy sweep of hair, her back a sleek expanse bisected by the gradated pebbles of her spine, all of it foreshortened behind two perfect globes and that shiny dark pucker. He's got his thumb buried in her there, curved and sneaky, as he continues working her sex with his finger. Those obscene little squelches as he works his hand in and out are almost an aural enticement, reminding him how good it would be to fuck her again. ]
[ Leaning in, he bites her shoulder. Gnaws her right beneath the ear, in that sensitive place that seems connected straight to her groin -- a seduction, a reward for good behavior. ]
[ Quietly, ]
Let me fuck you here. I promise I'll make you come again.
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[ An edge of dryness in his tone, as if he's trying to offset that low ticking pulse in his cock: pure pressure and burning greed at the sight she makes, the dark heavy sweep of hair, her back a sleek expanse bisected by the gradated pebbles of her spine, all of it foreshortened behind two perfect globes and that shiny dark pucker. He's got his thumb buried in her there, curved and sneaky, as he continues working her sex with his finger. Those obscene little squelches as he works his hand in and out are almost an aural enticement, reminding him how good it would be to fuck her again. ]
[ Leaning in, he bites her shoulder. Gnaws her right beneath the ear, in that sensitive place that seems connected straight to her groin -- a seduction, a reward for good behavior. ]
[ Quietly, ]
Let me fuck you here. I promise I'll make you come again.