He murmurs, and reaches down to take him in hand, to help build that rhythm, to get those hips moving for him again.
"And how lewd do I get? Do I call you my pretty, or my whore? Talk about how good you're wanting to be but how you don't really stand a chance of holding out if I don't want you to be able to help yourself?"
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He murmurs, and reaches down to take him in hand, to help build that rhythm, to get those hips moving for him again.
"And how lewd do I get? Do I call you my pretty, or my whore? Talk about how good you're wanting to be but how you don't really stand a chance of holding out if I don't want you to be able to help yourself?"