[ Oh, that is the best noise he's heard! Molly looks really pleased with himself as Fjord moans and kisses sloppily, making such filthy and perfect sounds when he moves inside the half-orc. It feels so damn good, and he adores the way it makes his lover react.
It seems he's found the perfect spot, so he starts to really move, picking a slow pace of gently but deep thrusts to begin with, wanting to bury himself inside that body over and over again. ]
Gods, Fjord... you take me so well, you feel so good.
[ Praise fall from Molly's lips, locks of his hair slightly stuck to an already sweaty forehead and his hands coming to grasp at those hips and guide the half-orc back as they move. It feels really nice to be on top and give Fjord this pleasure, adoring the braveness of the man and the willingness to break out of his comfort zone. ]
This is how good you make me feel, love. Every time you fuck me.
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It seems he's found the perfect spot, so he starts to really move, picking a slow pace of gently but deep thrusts to begin with, wanting to bury himself inside that body over and over again. ]
Gods, Fjord... you take me so well, you feel so good.
[ Praise fall from Molly's lips, locks of his hair slightly stuck to an already sweaty forehead and his hands coming to grasp at those hips and guide the half-orc back as they move. It feels really nice to be on top and give Fjord this pleasure, adoring the braveness of the man and the willingness to break out of his comfort zone. ]
This is how good you make me feel, love. Every time you fuck me.