Don't be sorry, it's--mmmmhh! [He breaks off and dissolves into heated moans as those fingers slide further down, over the curve of his belly and into his trousers, onto desperate, throbbing flesh. Shamelessly he rolls his hips, lost in delirious bliss, head dropping back. He paints a salacious picture indeed, eyes closed, lips parted, moaning softly as he nearly forgets everything else in this wave of pleasure.]
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