[ Those words cut off into a helpless gasp, and matched with your boy's hips jerking up towards your face. The rest of him is arching into himself or sinking into the mattress, and the fingers you curled into the cord are now gripping unto it for dear life.
You're welcome to let him continue to try to fuck himself on your mouth and tongue, or stop him. You'll have to decide: he can't really help himself, just as much as he can't help the way he's moaning/whimpering into the skin of his own arm. ]
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[ Those words cut off into a helpless gasp, and matched with your boy's hips jerking up towards your face. The rest of him is arching into himself or sinking into the mattress, and the fingers you curled into the cord are now gripping unto it for dear life.
You're welcome to let him continue to try to fuck himself on your mouth and tongue, or stop him. You'll have to decide: he can't really help himself, just as much as he can't help the way he's moaning/whimpering into the skin of his own arm. ]