[The first few thrusts are sloppy, her body too slippery to maintain a good rhythm. And yet it feels amazing all the same, her body slowly warming around his cock.]
[Eventually, he hooks one arm around her to pull her closer, opting to simply grind against her to maintain that closeness. It's not nearly enough pressure to push him over that edge, and yet he chases after that feeling anyway. If he pushed against her hard enough, could his whole body be absorbed by hers? Why does such a thought excite him so much?]
[And through it all, she's still in his mouth, feeling more like a particularly thorough kiss than anything resembling a blowjob. It leaves him wanting, aching to feel more of those soft tendrils inside him, reaching deeper until he can hardly think.]
[Groaning around her again, he pushes his hand in deeper, reveling in the warmth and her reactions. Despite where they are, he's really making no effort to stay quiet, not even caring if they were seen here like this.]
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[Eventually, he hooks one arm around her to pull her closer, opting to simply grind against her to maintain that closeness. It's not nearly enough pressure to push him over that edge, and yet he chases after that feeling anyway. If he pushed against her hard enough, could his whole body be absorbed by hers? Why does such a thought excite him so much?]
[And through it all, she's still in his mouth, feeling more like a particularly thorough kiss than anything resembling a blowjob. It leaves him wanting, aching to feel more of those soft tendrils inside him, reaching deeper until he can hardly think.]
[Groaning around her again, he pushes his hand in deeper, reveling in the warmth and her reactions. Despite where they are, he's really making no effort to stay quiet, not even caring if they were seen here like this.]