[ She can see the evidence of their coupling slick and sticky along his cock and his hand as he holds himself, urging her to it. Reaching out, she slips her hand up over the shaft to replace his, taking him in her grip. He's not as solid as he was. Smaller, too. But she isn't dissuaded by it. In fact, ]
This is your idea of punishment?
[ Offered gently, with the warmth of good humor and a sly eagerness that she has made little effort to disguise. It would not surprise her to know that Ben had not realized, somehow, that she would gladly do this for him. That she would savor the taste of his skin and the sounds and expressions that he made.
To further her point, she sets promptly about her obvious task. She starts with her tongue, laving up the side of him, lapping away the bitter traces of their cum. This she does to the tune of satisfied noises, like she is grateful for the taste. When she has made passable work of that, she does close her lips around the head. But dehydration makes her lips somewhat dry, and it takes some deliberate slurping at his skin to work up enough slick that she can take more of him in. ]
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This is your idea of punishment?
[ Offered gently, with the warmth of good humor and a sly eagerness that she has made little effort to disguise. It would not surprise her to know that Ben had not realized, somehow, that she would gladly do this for him. That she would savor the taste of his skin and the sounds and expressions that he made.
To further her point, she sets promptly about her obvious task. She starts with her tongue, laving up the side of him, lapping away the bitter traces of their cum. This she does to the tune of satisfied noises, like she is grateful for the taste. When she has made passable work of that, she does close her lips around the head. But dehydration makes her lips somewhat dry, and it takes some deliberate slurping at his skin to work up enough slick that she can take more of him in. ]