[ she half-wonders if he's aware of what he's doing when he's using the phrase now, of how it makes her want to stick a hand down her pants when she hears him say good girl. laura doesn't, for the moment, she just tugs tony's pants down further and out of the way.
her hands settle back on his hips again, and her gaze flicks upwards at him before she pulls his hips forwards. nothing too hard, not yet at least, just enough that he can slide a little further down her throat. a little encouragement in the direction that he was already flirting with, the hand on the back of her head still so gentle, and laura's eyes flutter shut as she swallows around him. ]
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her hands settle back on his hips again, and her gaze flicks upwards at him before she pulls his hips forwards. nothing too hard, not yet at least, just enough that he can slide a little further down her throat. a little encouragement in the direction that he was already flirting with, the hand on the back of her head still so gentle, and laura's eyes flutter shut as she swallows around him. ]