[ He never knew that foreplay could tear you to shreds, that it could drive you so much to distraction that you would want to beg for release.
It's not so bad in the beginning. You'll even see it in the way that his head tilts to one side, therefore giving you so much more access to his neck, because the way you're kissing him is delicious, and the low sounds that leave him affirm that. If the gag were not in place, he might he worrying at his lip now, but you are right about the way that ball fits inside of his mouth. He lets his thoughts roam as you touch him, the image of you on your back as he sucks you off coming easily.
It's an interesting play in contrasts. Maybe he'll get to tell you that at some point, that he was filing things away at first. In so many ways, you have been a teacher to him, and as immersive as your lovemaking can be, it has also always been instructional.
But the oil makes his skin heat up, and after awhile what you are doing to his body takes more and more of his attention and he remembers that you are doing this to him, that he is tied up and cannot move at his leisure.
He's trying not to lean forward, because the urge to rub himself into the sheets is strong. But he's struggling with himself and with the things you are making him feel since he is standing erect now, hard and quivering and leaking, even if you have not yet touched him there.
You told him he had to ask for permission. It seemed easy at first but when his mind and body are so full of static, it's a little difficult to focus long enough on getting his request across.
The sounds around the ball gag are more urgent now, often cut short as he sucks air in around it. The muscles in his arms and legs have gone taut again and you can see how the bindings dig into his skin. ]
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It's not so bad in the beginning. You'll even see it in the way that his head tilts to one side, therefore giving you so much more access to his neck, because the way you're kissing him is delicious, and the low sounds that leave him affirm that. If the gag were not in place, he might he worrying at his lip now, but you are right about the way that ball fits inside of his mouth. He lets his thoughts roam as you touch him, the image of you on your back as he sucks you off coming easily.
It's an interesting play in contrasts. Maybe he'll get to tell you that at some point, that he was filing things away at first. In so many ways, you have been a teacher to him, and as immersive as your lovemaking can be, it has also always been instructional.
But the oil makes his skin heat up, and after awhile what you are doing to his body takes more and more of his attention and he remembers that you are doing this to him, that he is tied up and cannot move at his leisure.
He's trying not to lean forward, because the urge to rub himself into the sheets is strong. But he's struggling with himself and with the things you are making him feel since he is standing erect now, hard and quivering and leaking, even if you have not yet touched him there.
You told him he had to ask for permission. It seemed easy at first but when his mind and body are so full of static, it's a little difficult to focus long enough on getting his request across.
The sounds around the ball gag are more urgent now, often cut short as he sucks air in around it. The muscles in his arms and legs have gone taut again and you can see how the bindings dig into his skin. ]