[ It's a small sacrifice to have her leave him, her warm skin sliding over his and pressed so firmly against his chest and around his hips as she rocks on his dick, and he comes close to regretting the idea when she gives that throaty laugh that he can feel all the way down his cock, but it's too late to call it back.
Any regrets are quickly given up, though, when she slides herself carefully off of his lap, leaving him to suck in an inhale at the grip and slide of her inner muscles and the cool wash of air over his wet skin. She looks breathtakingly good as she crawls out onto the bed, all long pale lines and curves, the pink arc of her cunt and the cleft of her ass offest by the black lines of her tattoos. He meets the gaze of those painted eyes and palms the warm sticky wetness over his cock, running his hand up and down his length, squeezing beads of pre-come that spill out onto his fingertips. His body is insatiable for her, as it turns out, and he's not complaining. ]
Yeah. Yeah, that's good. [ He shifts onto his knees and moves up behind her, positioning himself carefully, guiding the blunt head of his dick between her legs. With a grunt and a slow roll of his hips he enters her again, letting out a shaky breath at the new angle and the easy slide of their bodies joining, before leaning forward and setting his right hand up above hers, spread wide on the blankets, his body almost entirely covering hers. ]
Good? [ He murmurs the question, passing his left hand up her side as he rocks himself up into her. ]
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Any regrets are quickly given up, though, when she slides herself carefully off of his lap, leaving him to suck in an inhale at the grip and slide of her inner muscles and the cool wash of air over his wet skin. She looks breathtakingly good as she crawls out onto the bed, all long pale lines and curves, the pink arc of her cunt and the cleft of her ass offest by the black lines of her tattoos. He meets the gaze of those painted eyes and palms the warm sticky wetness over his cock, running his hand up and down his length, squeezing beads of pre-come that spill out onto his fingertips. His body is insatiable for her, as it turns out, and he's not complaining. ]
Yeah. Yeah, that's good. [ He shifts onto his knees and moves up behind her, positioning himself carefully, guiding the blunt head of his dick between her legs. With a grunt and a slow roll of his hips he enters her again, letting out a shaky breath at the new angle and the easy slide of their bodies joining, before leaning forward and setting his right hand up above hers, spread wide on the blankets, his body almost entirely covering hers. ]
Good? [ He murmurs the question, passing his left hand up her side as he rocks himself up into her. ]