[Poor Red's left only a moment of intermingled realization and anticipation before tongue meets stiff, sensitive flesh, and her answers are immediately answered with an arch of his back, a sharp gasp... and a bulging, needy throb that sends a glistening streak of precum gushing from his tip, standing all the more proud and insistent after even a little bit of her attention.
Someone was a little bit pent-up, it seemed.
It's all enough to wring a breathless, open-mouthed moan from his throat, his hands tightening against her thigh all the while; his hips leap up off the seat with what little mobility they have, to brush his shaft up against her lips and snout even as she pulls off of him between licks, each touch of her tongue only seeming to bring him to melt further into his seat... and bringing more jets of precum out of him.
And, before he can even think about what he's doing, his fingers are running through her hair, palm cradling the back of Mercedes' head, pleading her not to stop.]
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[Poor Red's left only a moment of intermingled realization and anticipation before tongue meets stiff, sensitive flesh, and her answers are immediately answered with an arch of his back, a sharp gasp... and a bulging, needy throb that sends a glistening streak of precum gushing from his tip, standing all the more proud and insistent after even a little bit of her attention.
Someone was a little bit pent-up, it seemed.
It's all enough to wring a breathless, open-mouthed moan from his throat, his hands tightening against her thigh all the while; his hips leap up off the seat with what little mobility they have, to brush his shaft up against her lips and snout even as she pulls off of him between licks, each touch of her tongue only seeming to bring him to melt further into his seat... and bringing more jets of precum out of him.
And, before he can even think about what he's doing, his fingers are running through her hair, palm cradling the back of Mercedes' head, pleading her not to stop.]