[ Ferdinand's heart had never raced as much as it did when he was with her, and this instant was no exception. The thrill of getting away with something, the thrill of indulging her in whatever desires she had — it all coalesced with the natural arousal that she instilled in him just by being herself. His lower lip rolled under his teeth as he positioned himself before her, his cock absolutely swollen and stiff.

His hand cupped beneath the base of his shaft to lift it up for her, but it was clear she didn't need any guidance. That hand soon settled into her hair, fingers weaving through strands and applying just a bit of a grip near her scalp. A low, pleased groan escaped his lips as they pressed together to try to stifle it, his hips moving subtly to make sure she had all the access to his length that she wanted. ]

You do such a wonderful job of making me come for you. I bet there will even be enough for me to cover your breasts as well.

[ But he was particularly looking forward to filling her again. How many times had she walked about with his cum dripping down her thighs after a public rendezvous like this now? Enough that it was honestly surprising they hadn't been found out yet. But the more they did it, the less concerned he became. He found himself wanting to take more risks, confident that even if they were ever found out, her knack for performance would turn it into, at the very least, an enjoyable show.

It was impossible, after all, for him to imagine anyone being able to keep their eyes off of her for very long. His were certainly glued to her as she brushed her lips over his length and pleasured herself, exactly as he wanted. ]