"Greedy," I murmur fondly, reaching up to give one cheek a light slap. "But I suppose you've earned it."
Spreading him open again, I gather saliva on my tongue and lean in to drag it over his hole, feeling the muscle clench, feeling him tense up under my hands as they settle on his hips. We didn't do much of this in Italy. Perhaps it was a line neither of us were willing to cross, too sick, or maybe it just didn't really occur to us in all of our inexperience.
But I love doing this to him. I love how sick it is, licking him somewhere so intimate, somewhere that no one but me gets to see or touch. My hands slide over his hips and down the front of his thighs as I lap at him eagerly, moaning softly and stiffening my tongue to nudge the tip of it inside of him.
"I don't hear any singing," I tease when I pull back to take a breath, slapping his ass just a little harder this time. "I want to hear you, pesca. You make such beautiful sounds."
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Date: 2022-04-08 02:33 am (UTC)Spreading him open again, I gather saliva on my tongue and lean in to drag it over his hole, feeling the muscle clench, feeling him tense up under my hands as they settle on his hips. We didn't do much of this in Italy. Perhaps it was a line neither of us were willing to cross, too sick, or maybe it just didn't really occur to us in all of our inexperience.
But I love doing this to him. I love how sick it is, licking him somewhere so intimate, somewhere that no one but me gets to see or touch. My hands slide over his hips and down the front of his thighs as I lap at him eagerly, moaning softly and stiffening my tongue to nudge the tip of it inside of him.
"I don't hear any singing," I tease when I pull back to take a breath, slapping his ass just a little harder this time. "I want to hear you, pesca. You make such beautiful sounds."