He groans as she sinks down onto him, one hand moving to her hip, the other to one breast, caressing and massaging the soft flesh, with the occasional pause to flick at her nipple, his eyes watching her expression as she settles onto his length.
"So, I saw... inspiration, perhaps? What was on your mind, perfection?"
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