[ his toes are curling involuntarily, bunching up little wrinkles in the old blanket, and his palms are slipping in the moisture gathering in the dimples at the base of her spine. it's just that it's so hot, and slick, and unpredictable in how he'll be squeezed next, and even the brush of hair against his lower stomach doesn't itch but instead feels like deliberate pricks of pleasant sensation. ]
[ when she lowers herself further, putting them nose to nose, he feels himself shift position inside her, the pressure of her pubic bone grinding against the crown when she draws upward. he cries out into her waiting mouth, a little choked human cry, and grabs her ass with both hands to steady himself. ]
[ and then it's like a tiny lightbulb goes off. gives a gentle, experimental smack to one cheek? ]
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[ his toes are curling involuntarily, bunching up little wrinkles in the old blanket, and his palms are slipping in the moisture gathering in the dimples at the base of her spine. it's just that it's so hot, and slick, and unpredictable in how he'll be squeezed next, and even the brush of hair against his lower stomach doesn't itch but instead feels like deliberate pricks of pleasant sensation. ]
[ when she lowers herself further, putting them nose to nose, he feels himself shift position inside her, the pressure of her pubic bone grinding against the crown when she draws upward. he cries out into her waiting mouth, a little choked human cry, and grabs her ass with both hands to steady himself. ]
[ and then it's like a tiny lightbulb goes off.
gives a gentle, experimental smack to one cheek? ]
And that's oomph?