“Do you want my cock, Joss?”
She licked her lips, wanting to touch him. To taste him. “Yes.”
She leaned up on her knees and ran her hands up his legs until her face was in front of him, offering herself.
He arched that left eyebrow, continuing to stroke himself. “I want you to tell me. I like hearing it from your pretty little mouth. Where do you want my cock?”
She paused. Then took his lead. “In my pretty little mouth.”
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