[He doesn't respond immediately, not until he's given the tip of your cock one last swirl with his tongue. Then he turns his eyes up towards yours. His lips are still trembling, and his skin is flushed from the heat of the pleasure he is feeling.
He can still taste you in his mouth, feel how deep you went in, and still tell exactly how you fucked it.]
Tell me what to do.
[His own voice and thick, and there might be a begging note in there as well.]
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He can still taste you in his mouth, feel how deep you went in, and still tell exactly how you fucked it.]
Tell me what to do.
[His own voice and thick, and there might be a begging note in there as well.]