[ Fjord grasps Molly's hips so he can't worm his way into the exact position he needs, pushing him up until he's barely taking the thick crown. It's cold as hell without that heat around his still-hard shaft but Fjord is all for tormenting Molly if it makes him beg and yowl, it's his favourite damn hobby these days. ]
Calm down, sweetheart, not yet ...
[ His grip eases a little, letting Molly take him back into the tight clutch of his body if he's good and patient. ]
Be a good boy and keep me warm, like you promised to.
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Calm down, sweetheart, not yet ...
[ His grip eases a little, letting Molly take him back into the tight clutch of his body if he's good and patient. ]
Be a good boy and keep me warm, like you promised to.