She wraps her legs around his neck, and there's a strangled cry on her lips at the spike of pleasure. Her thighs flex and grip him tight, heels digging into his shoulders, keeping him close.
"Too much, too much..." Her head falls back and her spine arches off the bed, the long muscles of her legs quivering under his hands.
"Here," her hands guide both of his around her thighs. "Hold tight, tighter, yes. Now, just your tongue first. Easy, god yes. You can make me come more than..."
He moves and the last word is cut off by a quiet gasp, a raw and pure sound he can feel echoed through her tiny form.
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Date: 2010-03-16 01:05 am (UTC)"Too much, too much..." Her head falls back and her spine arches off the bed, the long muscles of her legs quivering under his hands.
"Here," her hands guide both of his around her thighs. "Hold tight, tighter, yes. Now, just your tongue first. Easy, god yes. You can make me come more than..."
He moves and the last word is cut off by a quiet gasp, a raw and pure sound he can feel echoed through her tiny form.