[ His experience is evident in the way that he doesn't need to be told what she wants. Sylvain plays her body like an instrument, plying flesh with nimble fingers. She's shivering in his arms as he winds her up, the variety of sensations surprising her every few seconds with some new twist. It still gets her going, hotter and hotter with each little pinch and flick, pressure building until--
Navia squeaks in surprise at the unexpected shift in position, at the new depth he manages to reach as he fucks her. Her whole body gives a shudder when she climaxes the next moment, her moans lost in Sylvain's waiting mouth, devoured by his kiss. Release is such a relief that she almost cries, but she manages to refrain because now she can really enjoy the pleasure of their coupling in the aftermath.
She keeps going, though, body rolling against his like the waves lapping against the nearby sand. He's not done yet, so she isn't either. ]
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Navia squeaks in surprise at the unexpected shift in position, at the new depth he manages to reach as he fucks her. Her whole body gives a shudder when she climaxes the next moment, her moans lost in Sylvain's waiting mouth, devoured by his kiss. Release is such a relief that she almost cries, but she manages to refrain because now she can really enjoy the pleasure of their coupling in the aftermath.
She keeps going, though, body rolling against his like the waves lapping against the nearby sand. He's not done yet, so she isn't either. ]