Hannah swallowed, trying not to gag--it wasn't gross, it just came out fast, and a lot more than she remembered, but it had been a while. She gave a final suck, just to make sure that he wouldn't drip because that would be annoying, and then pulled back, feeling breathless and tired. But incredibly pleased--and best of all, no pain, not like sex.
With a delighted smile, Hannah hopped up next to him on the couch, carefully putting her legs in his lap and cuddling close, pulling a throw blanket around their bodies. "Yeah?" she said, grinning wider, her head on his shoulder. She kissed his neck, but didn't try to kiss his lips; she didn't want him to be all grossed out at kissing himself or anything. Actually...she should go get herself some water...