[Girl, you're some kind of tentacle sea-witch to him now, even though water has little to no bearing on your abilities. He can still feel her lips on his even while he's suddenly held up on this invisible chair, looking around (nobody's watching) before wondering where to put his hands (no apparent purchase) before tentatively resting one palm on the back of her head. She left him no choice, okay?
Giving up on whether or not to worry about his boxers floating away, she's got him enamored with her lips on his dick - hair on his neck raised up and a wolfish, crooked grin spreading across his face. So many people hare not only eager to give head but they're good at it. His hand strokes through her hair with unusual affection, and he watches with his tongue pressed to the backs of his upper teeth.]
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[Girl, you're some kind of tentacle sea-witch to him now, even though water has little to no bearing on your abilities. He can still feel her lips on his even while he's suddenly held up on this invisible chair, looking around (nobody's watching) before wondering where to put his hands (no apparent purchase) before tentatively resting one palm on the back of her head. She left him no choice, okay?
Giving up on whether or not to worry about his boxers floating away, she's got him enamored with her lips on his dick - hair on his neck raised up and a wolfish, crooked grin spreading across his face. So many people hare not only eager to give head but they're good at it. His hand strokes through her hair with unusual affection, and he watches with his tongue pressed to the backs of his upper teeth.]
Damn.