His breath comes hard, and harder still as she guides his tip to her. Even her grasp around him with her hand feels...so good. It feels crass to compare her hand to a vagina, but god damn. It feels crasser still when he feels just the faintest bit of what it is to be inside her. He swallows hard. No, he hadn't wanted to admit that this was perfect, that it was better. He felt it could be a trick question.
"You...if you...do you feel perfect? Better than...before?"
It's really quite an accomplishment that he manages to demure like that, to not betray himself or Analise or Anna. But this is just the tip of him in her. She is just this side of having him scream her perfection to the heavens, to beg her to stay like this, and she likely knows it.
"P..please...I need..." He is throbbing hard in her hand, straining. He's even forgotten what they're trying to accomplish, he just needs to be in her so badly.
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His breath comes hard, and harder still as she guides his tip to her. Even her grasp around him with her hand feels...so good. It feels crass to compare her hand to a vagina, but god damn. It feels crasser still when he feels just the faintest bit of what it is to be inside her. He swallows hard. No, he hadn't wanted to admit that this was perfect, that it was better. He felt it could be a trick question.
"You...if you...do you feel perfect? Better than...before?"
It's really quite an accomplishment that he manages to demure like that, to not betray himself or Analise or Anna. But this is just the tip of him in her. She is just this side of having him scream her perfection to the heavens, to beg her to stay like this, and she likely knows it.
"P..please...I need..." He is throbbing hard in her hand, straining. He's even forgotten what they're trying to accomplish, he just needs to be in her so badly.