It helps, taking this part slow. Wei Ying's forehead drops to rest on his forearms, his breathing continuing to even out. Gradually, the tension ebbs out of his shoulders, back, and buttocks over the next few minutes as does his passage. It's still a tight fit but a more comfortable one as he gets used to it so Wei Ying lifts his head shoots a glance back at Lan Zhan over his shoulder and nods once.
"Go ahead, Lan Zhan. You can move now but be gentle! You're still big, even if you feel really good inside me like this."
If he's eased up enough for dirty talk, he must ready to go now, right?
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on 2020-01-30 02:54 pm (UTC)"Go ahead, Lan Zhan. You can move now but be gentle! You're still big, even if you feel really good inside me like this."
If he's eased up enough for dirty talk, he must ready to go now, right?