[ The warmth of her skin and the softness of her tits parting around his dick is a sensation he'd never really thought about before, but now he's there it's definitely something he's enjoying, as well as the sight of her leaning over his lap, offering her body to please him. He flattens his palm around the curve of her head and lets out a slightly shaky breath, watching her reposition herself. ]
Do you want -- oh -- [ His eyes a little wide, he follows the trickle of milk that runs over him, white against dark red, streams of wet heat tickling his skin and running down between his legs. It makes the both of them wetter, the slide between her breasts becoming slippery. He wonders if he ought to feel bad about doing this, indulging in something that looks so perverse, but if he does it's only enough to make the whole thing seem hotter. ]
Oh, man. Fuck. [ He rocks his hips up against her as she moves over him, propping himself on one elbow as he gets more used to it and becomes firmer, more sure about what he's doing. ]
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Do you want -- oh -- [ His eyes a little wide, he follows the trickle of milk that runs over him, white against dark red, streams of wet heat tickling his skin and running down between his legs. It makes the both of them wetter, the slide between her breasts becoming slippery. He wonders if he ought to feel bad about doing this, indulging in something that looks so perverse, but if he does it's only enough to make the whole thing seem hotter. ]
Oh, man. Fuck. [ He rocks his hips up against her as she moves over him, propping himself on one elbow as he gets more used to it and becomes firmer, more sure about what he's doing. ]
I wanna come like this, Harley. On you.