[ The more wet she gets, the harder, the more hungrily he licks and drinks deep of her. There's no need for her hand to guide him when he's already metaphorically struck gold with how much she gives him.
Too much, even, in an instant, he finds. Kazuya retracts his finger in favour of his tongue delving inside her deep and going right to the source. That same hand he retracted now strums against her clit instead in an unpracticed manner. There's really no rhythm too it, just whenever he remembers that he can move his hand he does.
It's a little distracting, the way she sings his name to the tune of the blood pounding so loudly in his ears. ]
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Too much, even, in an instant, he finds. Kazuya retracts his finger in favour of his tongue delving inside her deep and going right to the source. That same hand he retracted now strums against her clit instead in an unpracticed manner. There's really no rhythm too it, just whenever he remembers that he can move his hand he does.
It's a little distracting, the way she sings his name to the tune of the blood pounding so loudly in his ears. ]