[ Rhys gives himself a mental fist pump at the reaction that maneuver gets him, groaning as the fist in his hair tightens and pressing forward still.
He braces his hands on either side of the chair as he partially pulls back, but not completely before he moves forward again, tongue pushed up against the underside of Jack's length as he gives incremental bobs of his head. ]
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He braces his hands on either side of the chair as he partially pulls back, but not completely before he moves forward again, tongue pushed up against the underside of Jack's length as he gives incremental bobs of his head. ]