He holds the leg in place, pressing his hips into her as much as he can. It's a few moments before he needs to breath but he doesn't move away when he pulls his head back.
'Well then,' he says, in a musing sort of voice. 'What am I going to do with you tonight?'
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'Well then,' he says, in a musing sort of voice. 'What am I going to do with you tonight?'