[ watching him like this would make him come again if he could this quickly - god but he paints a gorgeous picture, everything credence has wanted, has had wet dreams about, for so long. he exhales slowly, licking his lips, looking down at him before he darts forward to kiss graves hungrily, shoving him back against the seat and straddling his thighs.
he grins against his mouth, hands coming down to palm him through his trousers as he pulls back just enough to murmur. ] Let me make you come too. I can feel how hard you are. I know you want my hands on your cock. My mouth too.
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he grins against his mouth, hands coming down to palm him through his trousers as he pulls back just enough to murmur. ] Let me make you come too. I can feel how hard you are. I know you want my hands on your cock. My mouth too.