Krem laughed, breathless, as she arched to him. He pressed his mouth back to her obediently, sighing through it as his tongue went back to work against her clit. His fingers had never stopped. He missed the touch of her hand in his hair, and with his head down in her crotch again, he couldn't properly appreciate the look of her touching herself. He knew it was lovely anyway.
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Date: 2016-05-02 03:38 pm (UTC)