She knelt in front of him slowly, like fog descending from above, her hands moving to his zipper, freeing his thick rod.She knelt in front of him slowly, like fog descending from above, her hands moving to his zipper, freeing his thick rod. Bending over it, she slowly sank her hot, tight lips down over the knob of his cock and continued down to the root of his shaft. Her mouth felt like warm honey as she moved up his shaft with the speed of molasses in january, her suction a hot and clinging delight to his rock hard member. He reached down and cupped her right ear and she froze in place, her trance deepened exponentially. He spoke softly to her enthralled mind. "Each stroke you make up and down my cock, you FEEL my cock also stroking up your pussy. Every movement you make with your mouth on me, you will also feel in your love- canal!" Snapping his fingers, he broke her trance and she started running her baby soft lips faster and faster up and down his tool. Her sucking became more and more urgent as she thrust her own hips against the imaginary cock that was doing to her just what she was doing to him! She felt the hot prick Moving in and out of her like a twisting piston, rounding the sensitive nub of her clit and sending shocking waves of energy through her! The taste of his cock in her mouth was like nothing she'd ever tasted and she couldn't get enough!! He was stroking her hair and moaning softly, a sound that made her ecstatic with joy. |