When she saw that he was dissolved with pleasure, she stopped, divining that perhaps if she deprived him now he might make a gesture towards fulfillment. At first he made no motion. His sex was quivering, and he was tormented with desire… Marianne grew desperate. She pushed his hand away, took his sex into her mouth again, and with her two hands she encircled his sexual parts, caressed him and absorbed him until he came.
[ ...So this is where he tries to avoid admitting he's read some of the same fanfic as Mick. He's still not sure how he fell into the Russian to Love You fandom, and it's unsettling. ]
I'd like to say it couldn't possibly get worse, but...
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