He nodded, moaning lowly into her, but he continued, like he couldnβt pull away even if he wanted to. He worked her clit again, his juices leaking onto his hand as he kept it up.
He kept it up, he grabbed harder at her hips, his hand moving faster over his cock. He wanted her to cum again. He needed her to cum, he needed it more than air, more than the pleasure she could give him.