Still good

"Still good..." Ethan sighs, feeling 'good' in more ways than one.

"Hmmm," Alex shifts her weight, "Glad to hear it." Her hands keep working at Ethan's backside, her deceptively powerful fingers working hard.

Sighing, Ethan closes his eyes, savoring Alex's work. A quiver runs up his spine, escaping as a soft moan. The more she rubs the more turned on he gets, and it's starting to show. His rock-hard cock is pinned between him and the bed, otherwise he would definitely be stroking himself right now. He's also sure Alex can tell the effect she's having on him, and he starts to think where she's going with this...

A hand shifts, slipping towards his crack. Ethan shudders when a hard digit pokes in between, pressing up against his backdoor.

"Still okay?" Alex asks, her one hand still rubbing his ass sensually.