Martin does fucking love to hear the sloppy sounds of her choking on his hardening cock, saliva smearing all over his thighs as he watches it go down her chin. The mess of herself that she would make. He made a very conscious note that she look imitative rather than needing to be forced.

Rewarding her for making a wise move, he switched up the vibrator; even getting a little excited himself when he could hear it hum just a little louder.

“I’m just imagining how wet you’re getting.”