[Once she starts working her way down the line, he's practically bursting through the fabric of his own trousers... and by the time she's reached the bottom and has undone the last fastener, it springs up from beneath the beltline, lashing out a thick strand of precum to splatter against the dash before flopping down twitching into her hands.
Every throbbing, meaty, glistening, bright-red inch of it. And that was... a lot of inches.
If Red hadn't already worked himself up into a quietly-panting sweat, he'd certainly be showing it now. and not just because he was at her mercy. If anything, that arm he had on her seemed to be pulling her a little closer... even if his brain hadn't quite caught up with his body's actions yet.]
You... h-haaah...
[He'd gone from pushing her away to holding onto her for dear life, every part of him below the beltline praying for her to continue... and his hands slowly tightning against her figure, fingers sinking into the supple, fleshy meat of her posterior.
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Every throbbing, meaty, glistening, bright-red inch of it. And that was... a lot of inches.
If Red hadn't already worked himself up into a quietly-panting sweat, he'd certainly be showing it now. and not just because he was at her mercy. If anything, that arm he had on her seemed to be pulling her a little closer... even if his brain hadn't quite caught up with his body's actions yet.]
You... h-haaah...
[He'd gone from pushing her away to holding onto her for dear life, every part of him below the beltline praying for her to continue... and his hands slowly tightning against her figure, fingers sinking into the supple, fleshy meat of her posterior.
Was his mouth watering all of a sudden?]