She did it again and then again, moving up and down the length.She did it again and then again, moving up and down the length. She tried variations, letting the tip of her tongue part her lips and twirl lightly against my dick, and or doing little lip-nibbles along the underside. I could feel her juice running out of her pussy, onto my leg. I could feel one nipple spiking into my thigh. I knew she was as excited by this as I was. Well, maybe not as excited as I was, but it was certainly turning her on. I asked anyhow. "I like how hard and hot it feels and I really like the way it kind of jumps and jerks when I make it feel good." Then she raised her head and kissed my glans. Her lips opened slightly and her tongue began moving slowly on the sensitive flesh. Her eyelids were slowly closing and her little ass moved as she shifted her hips, restless. She very, very slowly pushed more of it into her mouth, sucking very hard all the way. I felt like my balls were going to melt or explode or shatter. She took about three inches before she reached her limit, then slowly sucked her way back off. She let the knob come out of her mouth with an audible *pop* before looking up at me. Her face was a study in lust. "Am I doing good?" I reached down and caressed her face. She turned her mouth to kiss my palm, then looked back into my eyes. "Angie," I said, and was surprised at how rusty my voice sounded. "Angie, take this as it is meant -- you may be the best, sweetest, natural-born cocksucker in history. |