"As you wish," he murmurs against her lips and sucks in a shaking breath as he draws himself off her pretty black cock.

The sensation is a drag, a glorious aching loss, and he feels so very empty without it inside him. He shudders and feels his hole gape around the sudden emptiness. Her cock settles against his stomach and bends forward, tugging at the straps around her legs, her hips as it does. Fortunately, it is not at a steep angle for long, as he moves down from her mouth and--indeed, steps off the bed entirely

Her long legs are so beautiful and curve so sweetly, he slides his hands down them, settles them against her knees, and gives her a mischievous look, smiling as he peers past that wonderful cock to spy her face. He lifts one of her legs, kisses against the inside of her knee, and settles it over his shoulder--it drags her up at an odd angle as he stands, even hunched as he is, above her.

"Can you tolerate such an angle, my lovely?"