[Every movement of hers is torture, every millimeter of friction turning him molten. Enough that he feels he might really melt against her and becoming nothing short of useless, and the only thing keeping him upright is his desire.
Makes a low yet keening noise as she sucks and releases. Her hands at his backside should be delighted, for the material pulls tight when he frames his thighs around her middle like this.]
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Makes a low yet keening noise as she sucks and releases. Her hands at his backside should be delighted, for the material pulls tight when he frames his thighs around her middle like this.]
Any more and we might merge into one.