I added a little twist, and he moaned aloud. “Mmm, did you have to train long to learn how to do this?”
“Long and hard,” I breathed in his ear, matching my actions to my words. “Want to see my qualifications? I’ve got an HND in cock.”
“This sort of education…” his breath hitched “…ought to be made compulsory for all school-leavers.”
I kissed him lightly on the lips and moved on down to his neck, breathing in the warm, musky scent of him. “Nah,” I murmured. “I’m not too keen on having any competition here.”
“Maybe,” he breathed, “but the really talented individual will always rise to the—ah—top of the heap.”
“Mmm, top, bottom, I’m pretty easy about it. Just so you know.”
“I’ll bear that in m-mind…God!” He jerked and came, and just the feeling of him pulsing against my flesh was enough to bring me off too, our come mingling in the sweaty space between us.
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