(she likes that look. a lot. almost as much as the sounds he can't quite restrain and the catch of his breath.
zee hums along his length, moaning a little herself as his hands twist into her hair. she works him just a little longer, moving her hand so she can attempt to swallow all of him---when she half-chokes she pulls away with a satisfying pop.)
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zee hums along his length, moaning a little herself as his hands twist into her hair. she works him just a little longer, moving her hand so she can attempt to swallow all of him---when she half-chokes she pulls away with a satisfying pop.)
God, I want you.