[It leans in to breathe its next words against his ear, its fingers lightly, lightly stroking over him, wanting to feel every reaction beneath its fingers.]
I think you just like it like this. You like having somebody's hands down your pants, or wrapping your lips around a cock... it doesn't matter whose, really, does it?
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[It leans in to breathe its next words against his ear, its fingers lightly, lightly stroking over him, wanting to feel every reaction beneath its fingers.]
I think you just like it like this. You like having somebody's hands down your pants, or wrapping your lips around a cock... it doesn't matter whose, really, does it?