[At the moment his mind can't quite comprehend being in this situation the night before and not being able to remember it. He grunts softly at the scratch, struck by the warm wetness of her around him. And from this angle she's a sight to behold.
Rude leans back a little, staring at her with his hands moving over her hips and thighs appreciatively. One reaching upward to take one of her breasts, thumbing over her nipple as she moves, his own hips pushing up to meet her movements.]
Not just the view. [He wants to tell her that she feels divine, but the words don't quite make it out of his mouth.]
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Rude leans back a little, staring at her with his hands moving over her hips and thighs appreciatively. One reaching upward to take one of her breasts, thumbing over her nipple as she moves, his own hips pushing up to meet her movements.]
Not just the view. [He wants to tell her that she feels divine, but the words don't quite make it out of his mouth.]