Those very same thighs she'd flirted her hands up between when she bent over for him in Kyushu... The very same thighs he let his fingers sink into when pressing her into the mattress. ...or more recently. Her beau's eyes are following the direction of her fingers tickling the inside of her thighs, lips slightly parted. If he weren't careful, he'd let on too much and lick them from getting too dry.
The juxtaposition between the way she adorably covers her mouth with her hand, whilst the other dares him to peek. Dares him to imagine. Her soft thighs squeezing together with anticipation whilst the rest of him juts out between them. He doesn't wet his lips.
But he does swallow. ]
Think that's...the point. Just to see how long we hold out.
[ Before either one of them couldn't take it anymore. Assuming he hasn't cum and made a mess in her lap already. ]
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Those very same thighs she'd flirted her hands up between when she bent over for him in Kyushu... The very same thighs he let his fingers sink into when pressing her into the mattress. ...or more recently. Her beau's eyes are following the direction of her fingers tickling the inside of her thighs, lips slightly parted. If he weren't careful, he'd let on too much and lick them from getting too dry.
The juxtaposition between the way she adorably covers her mouth with her hand, whilst the other dares him to peek. Dares him to imagine. Her soft thighs squeezing together with anticipation whilst the rest of him juts out between them. He doesn't wet his lips.
But he does swallow. ]
Think that's...the point. Just to see how long we hold out.
[ Before either one of them couldn't take it anymore. Assuming he hasn't cum and made a mess in her lap already. ]