[What a sight. The way she kept that confidence, the way her hair spilled over that bouncing chest of hers...]
You're so...
[And she thrusts at just the right way, sliding the entirety of herself right to the base of that cock, making him outright exhale with the desire that riddled his mind. Zen's breath is low, almost panting by the time he catches the fact that she's working herself into a sweat.]
Hot. [Such a fitting word, he thinks, hands moving to her upper thighs and squeezing tight.]
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You're so...
[And she thrusts at just the right way, sliding the entirety of herself right to the base of that cock, making him outright exhale with the desire that riddled his mind. Zen's breath is low, almost panting by the time he catches the fact that she's working herself into a sweat.]
Hot. [Such a fitting word, he thinks, hands moving to her upper thighs and squeezing tight.]