At the end of the day, we're all animals; sacks of flesh ready to grind our bits on other people's bits. I cry out again, my flesh still quivering from the aftershocks of my orgasm. He groans and slowly extracts his wet thumb from my mouth and trails it down my chin, down my throat, over my sternum. His arm snakes around me up to my neck and he grasps me under my chin. Christian goes down on Ana one of the only decent traits about him is that he's enthusiastic about performing oral sex. I seize the front of his pajamas and yank them down, freeing his erection. If you're not, it's not. However, the full frontal shots were ultimately left on the cutting room floor. His lips part when I scrape my teeth and bite the soft pad of his thumb. I glance up at him, and he runs his tongue over his top teeth. We really are going to do this, in a public parking lot. Related Story. Body oil! He groans loudly and thrusts deep, again and again, over and over, and I am lost, trying to absorb the pleasure. Fifty Shades Freed starts off with a flashback to Ana and Christian's first time as a married couple, which casually takes place on a plane. His tongue moves round and round, swirling and curling over and around the center of my universe. Taking my bra cup delicately between his teeth, he pulls it down, freeing my breast and nuzzling my nipple with his nose in the process.