[that sweet and ceaseless begging is really something that only francel can offer; he looks like an angel and he moans like one, all blond lashes and flushed pink lips against the warm leather of the chaise.
francel returns the squeeze to aymeric's hand, closing his eyes as he lets himself ride the waves of pleasure that come with aymeric's greedy thrusting — and oh, this is much, much better than last night, the second fuck is always just so much better than the first, he wants more more more and he's going to plead until he's satisfied.]
Then make me — yours completely — oh, Aymeric — so much, there's so much of you...
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[that sweet and ceaseless begging is really something that only francel can offer; he looks like an angel and he moans like one, all blond lashes and flushed pink lips against the warm leather of the chaise.
francel returns the squeeze to aymeric's hand, closing his eyes as he lets himself ride the waves of pleasure that come with aymeric's greedy thrusting — and oh, this is much, much better than last night, the second fuck is always just so much better than the first, he wants more more more and he's going to plead until he's satisfied.]
Then make me — yours completely — oh, Aymeric — so much, there's so much of you...