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“Am I doing it right?” he asks as he speeds up his movements. I hear the nervousness in his voice. My hands slide up his back. “If you were doing it any more right I don't think I could handle it,” I respond softly, meaning it. “You're perfect.” He shakes his head a little. “You're so quiet,” he says. My hands go back to his hips as he continues to move over me. “I'm thinking about how good it is, how good we are.” — Candi Kay
Am I doing it right?” he asks as he speeds up his movements.
I hear the nervousness in his voice.
My hands slide up his back.
“If you were doing it any more right I don't think I could handle it,” I respond softly, meaning it. “You're perfect.”
He shakes his head a little.
“You're so quiet,” he says.
My hands go back to his hips as he continues to move over me.
“I'm thinking about how good it is, how good we are.