The answer makes me smile, warmth blooming in my chest, and rub at the sensitive spot just under the head of his cock in a way that I know makes him crazy. I love him so much, and it just seems to be growing inside me every day. It feels infinite.
“Well, I can’t talk with my mouth full,” I say as I stroke him slowly, sitting back and sliding my hand under his sweater, fingers hooking in the chain around his neck. “So I’ll have to amend my plans a bit, it seems.”
I let go of his cock to lean over him and dig the small bottle of lube out of the side table next to the sofa, then sit back on my haunches as his side.
“I could talk about how absolutely beautiful you are. How you glow in the sun, how your eyes rival the bluest sky,” I murmur in a low, seductive voice, dropping the lube so I can tuck my fingers into his waistband. “Lift up for me, pesca.”
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“Well, I can’t talk with my mouth full,” I say as I stroke him slowly, sitting back and sliding my hand under his sweater, fingers hooking in the chain around his neck. “So I’ll have to amend my plans a bit, it seems.”
I let go of his cock to lean over him and dig the small bottle of lube out of the side table next to the sofa, then sit back on my haunches as his side.
“I could talk about how absolutely beautiful you are. How you glow in the sun, how your eyes rival the bluest sky,” I murmur in a low, seductive voice, dropping the lube so I can tuck my fingers into his waistband. “Lift up for me, pesca.”