[He plays her like a finely tuned instrument, and the notes that come out are soft, but filled with longing until he nearly silences them with his own mouth, hungry and devouring. She can expect no less when sheโs asked for more from him, and he gives it, heady all at once.
Her pleasure is mounting, and she does not know if it will come swiftly, but she aches for it, almost desperate as she hums into his mouth. Her response is to rock into him, to want to know what it feels life to press her body into him. The pinch of her nipples likewise gets a similar reaction, one of surprise, but happy for the change in sensation.]
Oh, [She moans. Surely this is what heaven must be like.]
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Her pleasure is mounting, and she does not know if it will come swiftly, but she aches for it, almost desperate as she hums into his mouth. Her response is to rock into him, to want to know what it feels life to press her body into him. The pinch of her nipples likewise gets a similar reaction, one of surprise, but happy for the change in sensation.]
Oh, [She moans. Surely this is what heaven must be like.]