Dakin's reply wasn't entirely articulate as he continued, moving more surely as time continued. His eyes were closed and he seemed almost entirely focused on Irwin's body, on thrusting, on how good it fucking felt. He was a bit lax in seeing to Irwin's needs maybe, but it could be forgiven perhaps, in the rush of his first time doing this.
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Date: 2013-01-09 08:18 am (UTC)