PHOEBE
By his standards he is being gentle, a by-product of their agreement to secrecy. So she makes up for it with her minstrations, rising and falling, pressing him as deep as he can go, each roll adding more and more pressure to his length. Her hands also rise to his hair, nails running along his scalp before fingers curled and tugged on his hair gently for more leverage.
Her tongue ran along his, a moan escaping her lips as she felt her own pleasure begin to rise alongside his own. Teeth nipped at his lip, tugging slightly before releasing, breathless from her work along his cock. But she was unrelenting, determined to see him fall and crash inside her.
Her tongue ran along his, a moan escaping her lips as she felt her own pleasure begin to rise alongside his own. Teeth nipped at his lip, tugging slightly before releasing, breathless from her work along his cock. But she was unrelenting, determined to see him fall and crash inside her.
When the static clears
And all is said and done
I will realize that we all need someone
