The taste of him is a delight in itself. Were it not for his reactions, I would be most taken with it, but his sound he has made...
I shift an inch or so, to relieve the pressure which causes my own erection to brush somewhat painfully against the sheet, then I place my hands underneath his buttocks. If he wishes to arch his hips, then I will assist. That this will result in him moving further down my throat, one of my favourite parts of this, is merely a bonus.
My preferences matter, yes, but this is about Genta.
Focusing on Genta in itself is arousing for me. He is so fascinating.
I suppose, logically speaking, this can be for both of us simultaneously.
I flatten my hands across his behind, holding him firmly, assisting him in thrusting upwards into my mouth. I enjoy the trust inherent in such a gesture very much.
The taste of him, the smell of him, fills my senses, and I find myself humming in pleasure around him even as I focus on performing a particular trick with my tongue.
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I shift an inch or so, to relieve the pressure which causes my own erection to brush somewhat painfully against the sheet, then I place my hands underneath his buttocks. If he wishes to arch his hips, then I will assist. That this will result in him moving further down my throat, one of my favourite parts of this, is merely a bonus.
My preferences matter, yes, but this is about Genta.
Focusing on Genta in itself is arousing for me. He is so fascinating.
I suppose, logically speaking, this can be for both of us simultaneously.
I flatten my hands across his behind, holding him firmly, assisting him in thrusting upwards into my mouth. I enjoy the trust inherent in such a gesture very much.
The taste of him, the smell of him, fills my senses, and I find myself humming in pleasure around him even as I focus on performing a particular trick with my tongue.