[ Eddie huffs against spit-slick skin, thumbs sliding upward to spread Becca open further. He's pressing wet kisses against her now, moaning, both blissfully stoned and high on pleasing her. ]
Do you need more? Tell me what you want, baby, I wanna hear you.
[ His words are strained, breathy, his erection twitching where it hangs between his thighs. He gets off on getting her off, and discovering new ways of doing just that? Possibly one of the best ways he could hope to spend any afternoon. ]
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Do you need more? Tell me what you want, baby, I wanna hear you.
[ His words are strained, breathy, his erection twitching where it hangs between his thighs. He gets off on getting her off, and discovering new ways of doing just that? Possibly one of the best ways he could hope to spend any afternoon. ]