[If he had the slightest inkling that she'd actually want something like that, he'd talk someone into making it. It would happen.
For now, though, he was busy looking at her like she was something marvelous, like she was something precious and desirable. Her hand touched him, brought his cock to her sex, and yes, he felt that wetness. That warmth. That... promise of more of this incredible time, and he didn't think there was much of anything that could tear him away from her just then.]
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For now, though, he was busy looking at her like she was something marvelous, like she was something precious and desirable. Her hand touched him, brought his cock to her sex, and yes, he felt that wetness. That warmth. That... promise of more of this incredible time, and he didn't think there was much of anything that could tear him away from her just then.]
Is. Are. You win them- oh god... please...?