[He so isn't sorry. Who apologizes for having a massive cock? NO ONE! But he's patient with her, he gives her time to adjust and sweet, soft kisses and she wonders if she's finally found a genuinely good guy. She appreciates it. He's being considerate as fuck while she takes that dick and even impresses herself at how well she can accommodate him. He's not small.
And then he starts to move and it's... incredible. Amazing. Too much and just enough at the same time. He holds her gaze and she's literally enthralled, can't look away. She's not sure if it's the growl or the sudden, sharp thrust that sends a jolt right through her, making her cry out.
Is he sure about that? Because hanging on isn't as easy as it looks when you're being shishkebobbed against a door buy a guy that legit knows what he's doing but you're still scared of getting dropped. Oh, but the way he kisses her neck and that pet name in her ears spurs her on.]
M'not gonna fight you like your gym buddies. [She laughs, running her nails up the back of his neck and along his scalp, finding a solid grip in the longer hair on top of his head. Not fragile, sure, you asked for it. She pulls his hair, tipping his head back away from her neck to seize his mouth in another heated, biting kiss, leaving his lips as red as he made hers and muffling her moans with his mouth as the nails of her other hand dig into his shoulder.]
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And then he starts to move and it's... incredible. Amazing. Too much and just enough at the same time. He holds her gaze and she's literally enthralled, can't look away. She's not sure if it's the growl or the sudden, sharp thrust that sends a jolt right through her, making her cry out.
Is he sure about that? Because hanging on isn't as easy as it looks when you're being shishkebobbed against a door buy a guy that legit knows what he's doing but you're still scared of getting dropped. Oh, but the way he kisses her neck and that pet name in her ears spurs her on.]
M'not gonna fight you like your gym buddies. [She laughs, running her nails up the back of his neck and along his scalp, finding a solid grip in the longer hair on top of his head. Not fragile, sure, you asked for it. She pulls his hair, tipping his head back away from her neck to seize his mouth in another heated, biting kiss, leaving his lips as red as he made hers and muffling her moans with his mouth as the nails of her other hand dig into his shoulder.]