[ Watching Caitlin come is like... well. It's a little surreal, how hot it is, how hot she is, how he can feel her clench around him and it makes him moan, loud and wanton, holding on tightly to her as she jerks on his lap. It's definitely surreal, not something he's ever thought he'd get to see.
He groans again, before flipping them over, unable to resist laying her down on his bed as she keeps jerking with the aftershocks of her orgasm, immediately picking up a quick rhythm, a hand planted by her head, the other between their bodies, fingers pressed against her clit. It's not like he expects her to come again before he does, but he might as well keep her going for as long as he can.
Not that he's going to last much longer, sweat beading on his brow, his limbs feeling a little like jelly, her body so tight around him it keeps on sending sharp spikes of pleasure up his spine. ]
Oh, God -
[ Yeah, not lasting much longer at all. There he is, one, two, three more thrusts, and he's coming himself, his arm trembling as he tries not to fall on top of Caitlin and crush her. ]
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He groans again, before flipping them over, unable to resist laying her down on his bed as she keeps jerking with the aftershocks of her orgasm, immediately picking up a quick rhythm, a hand planted by her head, the other between their bodies, fingers pressed against her clit. It's not like he expects her to come again before he does, but he might as well keep her going for as long as he can.
Not that he's going to last much longer, sweat beading on his brow, his limbs feeling a little like jelly, her body so tight around him it keeps on sending sharp spikes of pleasure up his spine. ]
Oh, God -
[ Yeah, not lasting much longer at all. There he is, one, two, three more thrusts, and he's coming himself, his arm trembling as he tries not to fall on top of Caitlin and crush her. ]