[ Oh, he could totally be patient! After all, he could now look down at her wit ha smile, gently stroking her, waiting to see what she would do with curiosity. He licks his lips and he holds back a moan as she pushes herself further down. His cock his throbbing and his scent pulses with it, wanting to pick up the pace... but he can hold it back, really! Even a teenager would be restrained when something as fascinating, vindicating as this was happening.

But it also let him ramble a bit. ]

Ahhh--m not sure what privileges a favorite should. Have. I mean. If it's a position, I mean... I guess I didn't confirm. That.