[He shifts his weight with a bitten-off sound when her hand wraps around his cock through his boxers. If he weren’t interested before, the look in her eyes would have been enough. His cock stirs in what feels like no time, punching a gasp out of him when their eyes meet.]
Always, Starshine, you know you ain’t gotta ask me that.
[She could take him by the cock and lead him off a cliff and he’d trust her.]
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Always, Starshine, you know you ain’t gotta ask me that.
[She could take him by the cock and lead him off a cliff and he’d trust her.]