And it really was. All except the actual climax, because he'd let himself get too wound up to get it all out. But even so, he's pretty damn chuffed.
'Reckon you're gettin' used to it, a bit.'
He lights a fag contemplatively. He still has an idea of how fantastic it'll be once she really gets used to him. But only an idea, because he can't yet imagine the heights of bliss that'll occur if he's ever allowed to do it the way he wants.
And he grins at her.
'We'll jus' have t'practice every day, until it don' bother you any more.'
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And it really was. All except the actual climax, because he'd let himself get too wound up to get it all out. But even so, he's pretty damn chuffed.
'Reckon you're gettin' used to it, a bit.'
He lights a fag contemplatively. He still has an idea of how fantastic it'll be once she really gets used to him. But only an idea, because he can't yet imagine the heights of bliss that'll occur if he's ever allowed to do it the way he wants.
And he grins at her.
'We'll jus' have t'practice every day, until it don' bother you any more.'