Hyacinthe thought about it for a few more strokes. And then realized that if he thought about it much longer, the decision would be made for him.
"Your mouth is a menace," he growled, pulling her off of him. His cock glistened in the light from her room, a deep red and possibly harder than he'd been in his life. And he didn't give up his grip, either, first angling her face so she'd have to look at his dick, see what she'd done to it, and then dragging her carefully up to the bed. "I want to come deep inside you," he whispered in her ear.
His hands reached for a condom, trembling almost too badly to open it. In times like this, he was very much aware of how not second-nature these were to him, even now. "Bend forward," he ordered. "And spread yourself open for me. I want to see your pretty cunt before I claim it."
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"Your mouth is a menace," he growled, pulling her off of him. His cock glistened in the light from her room, a deep red and possibly harder than he'd been in his life. And he didn't give up his grip, either, first angling her face so she'd have to look at his dick, see what she'd done to it, and then dragging her carefully up to the bed. "I want to come deep inside you," he whispered in her ear.
His hands reached for a condom, trembling almost too badly to open it. In times like this, he was very much aware of how not second-nature these were to him, even now. "Bend forward," he ordered. "And spread yourself open for me. I want to see your pretty cunt before I claim it."