[ His eyes flutter shut with pleasure as he does as he's allowed and pulls, tugs her hair at the root, long blond tresses between his fingers, head tipped back, mouth in an o shape.
He tries not to buck his hips forward; that would be rude, he thinks, and Adrienne likes to be in charge. He's seeing that, now, and he keeps smiling but it keeps getting punctuated by groans. ]
You know, I could really get used to this.
[ Which is to say, they should be careful lest this become slightly more permanent. And usually he only ever becomes permanent if he locks it down. ]
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He tries not to buck his hips forward; that would be rude, he thinks, and Adrienne likes to be in charge. He's seeing that, now, and he keeps smiling but it keeps getting punctuated by groans. ]
You know, I could really get used to this.
[ Which is to say, they should be careful lest this become slightly more permanent. And usually he only ever becomes permanent if he locks it down. ]