[The quiet realization that you're watching him brings its own kind of thrill, one that lances straight through his gut. It's enough to make his tongue falter from how it's been sliding over you just once, and draw a small, needy noise from his throat.
Still, he's always and ever aware of every little move that you make, especially in moments like this. That is why he's taking you as slowly and as thoroughly as he can manage, trying to coax you into setting a pace that suits you. He goes all the way down, bringing you into his mouth up to the hilt, and whenever he slips you back out, he never strays far, because he swirls the tip of your cock with that tongue of his (because your taste is something he's terribly addicted to), and he also lets his mouth move around your balls, perfectly tracing the entire shape of you for himself (he has no plans of leaving any part of you unattended).
It isn't too long before he's watching you too, fixing those eyes of his right on your face even while you're pressed between his lips, keeping them apart.]
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Still, he's always and ever aware of every little move that you make, especially in moments like this. That is why he's taking you as slowly and as thoroughly as he can manage, trying to coax you into setting a pace that suits you. He goes all the way down, bringing you into his mouth up to the hilt, and whenever he slips you back out, he never strays far, because he swirls the tip of your cock with that tongue of his (because your taste is something he's terribly addicted to), and he also lets his mouth move around your balls, perfectly tracing the entire shape of you for himself (he has no plans of leaving any part of you unattended).
It isn't too long before he's watching you too, fixing those eyes of his right on your face even while you're pressed between his lips, keeping them apart.]