[Eddie's so fucking gorgeous; whines musical, writhing real, real pretty. He lets some of his pride slip out between, telepathic warmth, delight, care. He keeps the pace; fucks fast, deep, hard. Teases a third finger, just to see if Eddie will fuck back, if he'll take it.
He spits down again, even though he doesn't really need to. He just likes the look of it as it slips down his fingers onto Eddie's skin. ] Come on, baby. Come for me. You can do it.
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[Eddie's so fucking gorgeous; whines musical, writhing real, real pretty. He lets some of his pride slip out between, telepathic warmth, delight, care. He keeps the pace; fucks fast, deep, hard. Teases a third finger, just to see if Eddie will fuck back, if he'll take it.
He spits down again, even though he doesn't really need to. He just likes the look of it as it slips down his fingers onto Eddie's skin. ] Come on, baby. Come for me. You can do it.