[ chest to chest... booba... his free hand is still gripping her because men can't do things with both hands at once that's a fact, and also he is very busy getting her off. the way she claws at his back when he brushes against the clit is interesting, and he moves to try to do it again more deliberately as he slides his fingers in and out of her this time. this is what thumbs were invented for, right. to touch the clit?
the little can i whine is-- sorry, he huffs out a laugh against her even though he's shuddering at her touch. it's funny because he's not seeing shit, and because he's not sure she wants to interrupt him enough for him to get undressed? (silly cloud. she doesn't need you fully undressed.) ]
I--yeah. You can... [ he shakes his head a little, trying to focus. he is going to embarrass himself probably but whatever, at this point, he thinks he can get her off so it's less sad. ] I told you, do whatever.
[ a little gruff because he is still little shy about it ]
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the little can i whine is-- sorry, he huffs out a laugh against her even though he's shuddering at her touch. it's funny because he's not seeing shit, and because he's not sure she wants to interrupt him enough for him to get undressed? (silly cloud. she doesn't need you fully undressed.) ]
I--yeah. You can... [ he shakes his head a little, trying to focus. he is going to embarrass himself probably but whatever, at this point, he thinks he can get her off so it's less sad. ] I told you, do whatever.
[ a little gruff because he is still little shy about it ]