Cleo let out a little purr of a laugh at his words but it was cut short when he bucked his hips against hers with more force. Foreplay was wonderful, but god she wanted him inside of her. Snaking one of her hands between them, she wrapped her fingers around his cock and gave him a gentle stroke. "I like the materials I have to work with too." she breathed out as she let her thumb tease across the tip of him. "Did you know I have a wicked tongue of my own?" she murmured. "You should let me show you sometime."