[she laughs at his words. not at him but at the scenario. of the idea of having this man just always there for her, between her legs. she could call for him.

his mouth does feel good. his lips and his tongue. he's skilled and she isn't exaggerating any of her pleasure. she couldn't fake how wet she was and it wasn't only his saliva that was doing this.

her thighs quiver and they squeeze around his head with just enough pressure.]

You're such a good boy, Adam. Mm, you're making me feel so good. Is that what you've wanted all this time? Lapping me up like this?