Writhing against her mouth, Tyler's inexperience could be the driving factor behind the way his fingers wrap around the habit adorning her head. If he had full access to her hair, his fingers would have looped between strands instead. With Marina blowing him so well and this being one of the few times anybody else has gotten anywhere close to his clit, it's hardly going to take long to push him over the edge.
Though it won't be difficult for her to feel the way he's rocking his hips into her face, his pussy meeting her lips in rhythmic thrusts as his pleasure builds. Her fingers framing the way his t-dick pokes out to greet her sends shivers up his spine, skin nothing but goose flesh as he rests the back of his skull back against the backboard. He's not handing her the reins completely, even with his inexperience, especially with the way his hands rest against her head.
"Your mouth feels awesome," he groans and somehow it's the loudest whisper, as though amplified in the confessional. It feels awesome enough that it's not just her saliva that's getting him wetter, the way her fingers keep brushing past a hole he hasn't really played with before are making him curious.
Tyler reaches out for her hair and the habit wouldn't be difficult for him to slip off of her. It isn't like she actually feels precious about it! Just for show. If Tyler would prefer to pat her dark, fluffy hair beneath it, or even grab a pigtail of hers, Marina isn't going to mind. That just sort of fits the vibe of what they're doing; a messy, passionate fuck in a place people should be confessing their sins. Instead, they're here doing the sinning. It really couldn't feel better.
When he rocks his hips up against her, Marina will fall in line with what sort of grinding rhythm Tyler sets. The act is a push and pull of desires, so Marina can loosen her own reigns of taken initiative to give him more room for control. She's definitely getting the feel for being a more considerate lover and not just a selfish dom-type. Which is her first instinct to be! Though.... not necessarily what Marina is finding she likes most. An equal match is much more satisfying.
She can't much speak back, not without parting from his pussy, and she won't be doing that. Marina instead moans against him, smirking to do so. All as her lips and tongue and fingers continue to work Tyler towards getting off.
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Though it won't be difficult for her to feel the way he's rocking his hips into her face, his pussy meeting her lips in rhythmic thrusts as his pleasure builds. Her fingers framing the way his t-dick pokes out to greet her sends shivers up his spine, skin nothing but goose flesh as he rests the back of his skull back against the backboard. He's not handing her the reins completely, even with his inexperience, especially with the way his hands rest against her head.
"Your mouth feels awesome," he groans and somehow it's the loudest whisper, as though amplified in the confessional. It feels awesome enough that it's not just her saliva that's getting him wetter, the way her fingers keep brushing past a hole he hasn't really played with before are making him curious.
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When he rocks his hips up against her, Marina will fall in line with what sort of grinding rhythm Tyler sets. The act is a push and pull of desires, so Marina can loosen her own reigns of taken initiative to give him more room for control. She's definitely getting the feel for being a more considerate lover and not just a selfish dom-type. Which is her first instinct to be! Though.... not necessarily what Marina is finding she likes most. An equal match is much more satisfying.
She can't much speak back, not without parting from his pussy, and she won't be doing that. Marina instead moans against him, smirking to do so. All as her lips and tongue and fingers continue to work Tyler towards getting off.