[Eddie comes like a girl, the second time. He comes the way Sandy Lawson came on his fingers laid out in the back of his car. Shakes and gasps through it, thighs quivering, full-bodied, real. Eddie comes prettier, and Jim keeps fucking him through it, drives his fingers in a little faster, meaner, tries to wring a third orgasm out of him. ]
One more, baby? [He pushes the third finger in too; twists and fucks in fast, fast, fast, keeps Eddie right on the edge, doesn't let him come down. ] You think you can?
cw: some internal feminisation thoughts
One more, baby? [He pushes the third finger in too; twists and fucks in fast, fast, fast, keeps Eddie right on the edge, doesn't let him come down. ] You think you can?