He snorts a breathless laugh, half in surprise. He's never heard her swear like that before. Not sure he likes it but hell, if there were ever a situation that called for it...
'It'll get easier.'
He doesn't know if it will. Not for sure. It should, but he's not going to try and put her off the prospect. He wants the opportunity to do this again, and again, and some more after that. Every time she speeds up a little it brings the promise of all kinds of heaven. It's probably lucky that she's this tight really; if there weren't that element of discomfort, he'd have a hard time controlling this.
He needs distraction. If she's going to start groaning, he needs to not think about it. It's hard enough now, when she's still going so slow, with them both slippery with sweat and heat and, at least in his case, bone-deep arousal that's ready to ignite properly.
'You really never 'ad a bloke go down on you before?'
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'It'll get easier.'
He doesn't know if it will. Not for sure. It should, but he's not going to try and put her off the prospect. He wants the opportunity to do this again, and again, and some more after that. Every time she speeds up a little it brings the promise of all kinds of heaven. It's probably lucky that she's this tight really; if there weren't that element of discomfort, he'd have a hard time controlling this.
He needs distraction. If she's going to start groaning, he needs to not think about it. It's hard enough now, when she's still going so slow, with them both slippery with sweat and heat and, at least in his case, bone-deep arousal that's ready to ignite properly.
'You really never 'ad a bloke go down on you before?'