Molly barely nods before she is gently pressing her body down against the head of his cock. There is a little resistance and then the head slips in and she lets out a breath. Her eyes still manage to watch his eyes and face. The hand at her hips steadies her as she slowly slides herself down his shaft until her body is seated against him completely. And then she is still, just letting her body get adjusted to him, letting her mind process this moment, how he looks, how she feels.
As cliche as it even sounds to her, what she feels is a sense of completeness that's she never felt before. A sense of something clicking into place - something that's been missing all the other times.
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Date: 2017-02-26 06:56 pm (UTC)As cliche as it even sounds to her, what she feels is a sense of completeness that's she never felt before. A sense of something clicking into place - something that's been missing all the other times.