While those thoughts moved through him like quiet scripture, Phei kept Adriana exactly where she was — on her knees; widespread with the air touching and caressing her widespread pussy, mouth stretched around his cock, his hand firm in her hair, the other still playing with the heavy, swaying weight of her tits.
He let her work for a little longer, let her tongue move in those eager, learning patterns, let her feel the full size of him filling her mouth for the first time. Then, with the same calm certainty that had carried every word he had spoken since she admitted she did not want equal, he drew her up.
He rose with her, never letting go of her hair, guiding her until she was standing.
