He tastes like Big Red: cinnamon, spice. A little whisper of fire caresses her tongue as she moans into Tommy's mouth and drags his frame closer with her thighs. When he kisses her that way she simply attacks his mouth, kissing him with a wild ferocity, the hand in his hair accidentally mashing their faces together for a moment.
And then she feels the quiver of his flesh as he grows harder, and a grin spreads across her features. She knows how to treat him - or more specifically, treat his cock; with a gentle but firm grip, her thumb stroking against the ridge, then swiping gently across the tip.
The angle gets awkward when he goes she arches her back and groans softly, arching into his sucking mouth, the hand in his hair yanking him even closer.
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Date: 2012-07-23 03:19 pm (UTC)And then she feels the quiver of his flesh as he grows harder, and a grin spreads across her features. She knows how to treat him - or more specifically, treat his cock; with a gentle but firm grip, her thumb stroking against the ridge, then swiping gently across the tip.
The angle gets awkward when he goes she arches her back and groans softly, arching into his sucking mouth, the hand in his hair yanking him even closer.