She looks down. She does not hesitate, could not prevent herself even if she wanted to: when he draws off his trousers, he moves beneath her, and she moves to allow it, and the movement draws her eyes down, and she does not regret it.
It is startling to her - or will be, when she has space to think - how much he has swollen. She could feel it against her, see the shape of it pressed against the cloth, but it is entirely different to see his cock fully naked and erect. She sits back on her heels, her hands still on his shoulders, to look him over more fully. Her tongue darts out, running along her lips.
He is, she thinks, bigger than most. She has little basis for comparison - only furtive glances and accidental moments - but she feels sure of it, because she cannot imagine that most men are like this. And, well, because he is bigger than most men: taller, broader, heavier. Why not here, too?
She looks up, meeting his eyes for a moment as if to ask permission, and then lets her hand drift down his chest and belly towards where he stands stiff and red. She can feel the heat baking off him, as warm as the fire behind her, as she wraps her fingers around the base of his cock, exploring the shape of him.
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Date: 2026-01-30 11:02 pm (UTC)It is startling to her - or will be, when she has space to think - how much he has swollen. She could feel it against her, see the shape of it pressed against the cloth, but it is entirely different to see his cock fully naked and erect. She sits back on her heels, her hands still on his shoulders, to look him over more fully. Her tongue darts out, running along her lips.
He is, she thinks, bigger than most. She has little basis for comparison - only furtive glances and accidental moments - but she feels sure of it, because she cannot imagine that most men are like this. And, well, because he is bigger than most men: taller, broader, heavier. Why not here, too?
She looks up, meeting his eyes for a moment as if to ask permission, and then lets her hand drift down his chest and belly towards where he stands stiff and red. She can feel the heat baking off him, as warm as the fire behind her, as she wraps her fingers around the base of his cock, exploring the shape of him.