[ The breath he lets out is a long sigh of contentment. He sets his other hand on her head, the leash caught between his palm and the curve of her skull as he holds her there for a moment, feeling the movement and flex of the muscles of her throat as he eases further into her mouth, until he's all the way in and can feel her breath against his lower belly. ]
You're doing so good, baby. So good. Hold it for me.
[ For a beat or two he stays like that, seeing how long he can go before the first panicked ripple of response, then he pulls back -- but not very fa before he rolls his hips forward again, and again, starting to fuck himself into her mouth with low pleased groans. ]
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You're doing so good, baby. So good. Hold it for me.
[ For a beat or two he stays like that, seeing how long he can go before the first panicked ripple of response, then he pulls back -- but not very fa before he rolls his hips forward again, and again, starting to fuck himself into her mouth with low pleased groans. ]