[ That's about all it takes to push him over the edge. That last bob of her head, the heat and tightness of her throat as she swallows down the whole length of him, the tip well past that tight tunnel at the back of her mouth. He tenses up and shudders almost violently, and he cries out loudly when he comes, spilling hard and thick where he is, buried deep into her mouth.
His hand is tight on her hair, but the hold isn't firm, so she can move freely as she pleases. He's a little too far gone to know what to do anyway, mind a blissful blank, hips still arching eagerly in chase of that intense pleasure, spilling in thick spurts across her tongue and down her throat. ]
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His hand is tight on her hair, but the hold isn't firm, so she can move freely as she pleases. He's a little too far gone to know what to do anyway, mind a blissful blank, hips still arching eagerly in chase of that intense pleasure, spilling in thick spurts across her tongue and down her throat. ]