Ah, gods, [ hua cheng murmurs, breathless, a little amused for no other reason than the pleasure is making him loopy. the thickness of two fingers is even better than just one, and the sensation of fullness is intoxicating, has him tipping his head back on a soft moan as he continues to fuck himself. ] You do know what you're doing...
[ but hua cheng can already tell it's going to be frustrating shortly. with his own movements he can't achieve the kind of depth and intensity he craves, and as good as it feels, there's something missing, something that makes his back arch and his thighs tense before he eventually exhales a short sigh. ]
Give it to me harder, [ he says, sounding honestly a little petulant as he opens his eyes to look down at nami. ] Please, xiaojie...
[ after all, the slow heat of orgasm is beginning to build inside him again, but it feels different somehow—hotter, but less quick to reach its peak. he'll need an assist from her if he's intending to get there. ]
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[ but hua cheng can already tell it's going to be frustrating shortly. with his own movements he can't achieve the kind of depth and intensity he craves, and as good as it feels, there's something missing, something that makes his back arch and his thighs tense before he eventually exhales a short sigh. ]
Give it to me harder, [ he says, sounding honestly a little petulant as he opens his eyes to look down at nami. ] Please, xiaojie...
[ after all, the slow heat of orgasm is beginning to build inside him again, but it feels different somehow—hotter, but less quick to reach its peak. he'll need an assist from her if he's intending to get there. ]