[ He's new enough to all of this to almost take it back, a bubble of nervousness making him unsure about whether he ought to keep going or not, but he doesn't get any further than opening his mouth before his words are replaced by an equally noisy sigh as she leans down onto him.
She always feels good, always feels like exactly what he needs, but there's something about the normal kind of feeling of doing it while hanging out on her couch in front of a movie that makes it feel better. Like this is something he's been waiting to catch up on, all those missed years of adolescence and adulthood he's spent alone, and the waiting has made it worth it in the end.
He feels her mouth part, hot and wet, over the tip of his dick and tilts his head back, eyes sliding closed, to just enjoy it for a while. ]
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She always feels good, always feels like exactly what he needs, but there's something about the normal kind of feeling of doing it while hanging out on her couch in front of a movie that makes it feel better. Like this is something he's been waiting to catch up on, all those missed years of adolescence and adulthood he's spent alone, and the waiting has made it worth it in the end.
He feels her mouth part, hot and wet, over the tip of his dick and tilts his head back, eyes sliding closed, to just enjoy it for a while. ]