[His voice is hoarse - like he's really been wrung through, grunting through his teeth as his fingers still stroke himself - slowing until he's looking down at his palm, speckled with cum. He brings his hand to his lips, licking a droplet off, trying to imagine it being her tongue.]
I want you too. I want - I want you to clean every drop. Think you can?
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[His voice is hoarse - like he's really been wrung through, grunting through his teeth as his fingers still stroke himself - slowing until he's looking down at his palm, speckled with cum. He brings his hand to his lips, licking a droplet off, trying to imagine it being her tongue.]
I want you too. I want - I want you to clean every drop. Think you can?