[ If she could preen the moment his body reacts to her, she would have. But as it stands her mouth is a little too preoccupied and there was no desire or trace of a thought in her mind that she'd stop from pleasuring him now. Not when he sounded so good and so sweet. The feeling of strong hands digging into her ass earns her own muffled keen around his length. Her back arches and her hips buck up slightly into them apparently possessing zero restraint to do the thing Basch is trying to stop himself from doing.
Her cheeks hollow out as she continues to bob up and down working him with her tongue and her hands keeping her pace steady as she savours the taste of him It's not hard to figure out that he's trying to stop himself from using her mouth the way she wants him to. The miniscule twitches of his thighs that she has a front row seat to are a clear indication of that. A hand dances lightly down, cupping his sack as his shaft leaves her mouth with a pop. Her lips hover just above his head, tongue teasing him and wondering what exactly it would take. Maybe it would be more teasing. Or maybe it would be slowly taking the length of him until he hit the back of her throat. ]
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Her cheeks hollow out as she continues to bob up and down working him with her tongue and her hands keeping her pace steady as she savours the taste of him It's not hard to figure out that he's trying to stop himself from using her mouth the way she wants him to. The miniscule twitches of his thighs that she has a front row seat to are a clear indication of that. A hand dances lightly down, cupping his sack as his shaft leaves her mouth with a pop. Her lips hover just above his head, tongue teasing him and wondering what exactly it would take. Maybe it would be more teasing. Or maybe it would be slowly taking the length of him until he hit the back of her throat. ]