03-16-2016, 01:30 AM
When the finger was inserted, Meyer clenched his teeth. It felt so odd to him, and he had to squirm a bit to get comfortable.
He was at least comforted by Ezekiel's words. They'd be able to do this slowly, at least for now. He was starting to feel less nervous now and even moved his hips a bit to meet the thrusts of the finger in his hole. He wasn't thinking about whether it was right for him to do being this—he wasn't thinking about much else but the pleasure that was starting to build.
Small moans escaped his mouth every now and then as he ran his fingers through Ezekiel's hair. His breaths were deep and inconsistent, but he was feeling more and more pleasure.
He was at least comforted by Ezekiel's words. They'd be able to do this slowly, at least for now. He was starting to feel less nervous now and even moved his hips a bit to meet the thrusts of the finger in his hole. He wasn't thinking about whether it was right for him to do being this—he wasn't thinking about much else but the pleasure that was starting to build.
Small moans escaped his mouth every now and then as he ran his fingers through Ezekiel's hair. His breaths were deep and inconsistent, but he was feeling more and more pleasure.