Still soft but not for long... I love it when he's sleeping, even when the rest of him is awake; I kneel and grip, feel the flesh soft beneath my grip, my fingers moulding themselves into his warmth, until the first touch of my tongue and a twitch...
The first embrace of my lips... a pulse.
The first contraction of my cheeks... a thickening.
The first bob of my head... a lengthening.
The first moan from my throat... a hardening.
The first finger up his ass... a flooding.
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Ohh, I like the last part. Finger me, baby and I'll definitely flood you!
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