It's hard not to squirm with how hard she's going, though, taking every inch of his cock every single time - one of his legs pushes against the bedding as he lets out a rough sounding moan inside of her, eyebrows pinched and his nails digging even more into the skin of her hip. Meanwhile, every motion of his tongue gets a bit longer, moves a little more, doing his best to make sure her clit gets the attention it deserves with each and every stroke of it; it'd be unfair to just leave it ignored, wouldn't it? Besides - if she's gonna go all the way, he may as well, too.]
More moans escape her at his attentions, and her hips tremble with the effort of not just grinding up against his face. She's equally concerned about busting his nose.
For her part, she uses her summer powers to make her mouth even warmer for him, picking up her pace just a little.]
Guess who has tongue piercings? And guess who's going to be reminded of this in the most direct way possible?
It takes a bit of doing - they're near the back of his tongue for a reason, and that reason starts with a P rather than a V - but he does his best for her, languishing his tongue over her clit in a way that lets those little metal studs roll against it as much as possible. Quick little strokes, knowing that to do anything slower would be rather useless to her at this point, with how worked up she seems to be.
All while, of course, his hips do finally manage to shift and jerk up against her face as he lets out what's almost a whine against her skin. Half because, well, duh. But also... it's clear from the tone of it that it's partially an apology, too.
A "whoops, sorry" while his mouth's a bit too busy to say so properly.]
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It's hard not to squirm with how hard she's going, though, taking every inch of his cock every single time - one of his legs pushes against the bedding as he lets out a rough sounding moan inside of her, eyebrows pinched and his nails digging even more into the skin of her hip.
Meanwhile, every motion of his tongue gets a bit longer, moves a little more, doing his best to make sure her clit gets the attention it deserves with each and every stroke of it; it'd be unfair to just leave it ignored, wouldn't it?
Besides - if she's gonna go all the way, he may as well, too.]
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More moans escape her at his attentions, and her hips tremble with the effort of not just grinding up against his face. She's equally concerned about busting his nose.
For her part, she uses her summer powers to make her mouth even warmer for him, picking up her pace just a little.]
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Hey, Evangeline.
Hey.
Guess who has tongue piercings? And guess who's going to be reminded of this in the most direct way possible?
It takes a bit of doing - they're near the back of his tongue for a reason, and that reason starts with a P rather than a V - but he does his best for her, languishing his tongue over her clit in a way that lets those little metal studs roll against it as much as possible.
Quick little strokes, knowing that to do anything slower would be rather useless to her at this point, with how worked up she seems to be.
All while, of course, his hips do finally manage to shift and jerk up against her face as he lets out what's almost a whine against her skin.
Half because, well, duh. But also... it's clear from the tone of it that it's partially an apology, too.
A "whoops, sorry" while his mouth's a bit too busy to say so properly.]
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She grips onto his hips, holding him still as she swallows him to the root. If he's worried about moving, that can easily be fixed.]