She pulls closer, her knees pressed against my thigh, her fingers wrapped around my girth, tenderly squeezing my hard flesh.
“Mmm. You’re really, really hard,” she says.
“That’s the whole fucking point, isn’t it?” I toss at her, observing her.
She slides her hand lower, grabs my shaft, and palms my balls.
“I’m pretty sure the cop didn’t do that,” she says.
Running my teeth over my lip, I catch her attention and purr.
“She sure didn’t.”
“That’s what I thought,” she says, flicking her hair over her shoulder and lowering her mouth.
I stop breathing as she parts her lips, flicks her tongue out, and slowly trails my shaft from the root of my erection to my bulging tip.
She looks up, and I do my best to keep my face straight as I twitch against her lips.
She does it again, firing up every fiber in my body.
“Damn it, Senna...” I murmur, threading my fingers through her locks and watching her lick me again and again.
She runs her tongue over her bottom lip while rolling her hand over my crown.
Tingles rush up my spine.
“Shit, it hurts...” I say, shifting in my seat to ease some of the pressure.
“I can do something about it,” she says before wrapping her lips around my meat and swirling her tongue around it.
“Oh, fuck...”
Propped on my hand, I tilt my hips up.
She makes sure she only strokes my tip.
Raising an eyebrow, I smile.
“You’re lucky I like you...” I say jokingly.
“Mm-hmm...” she mumbles around my dick, sucking on the tip like it's a lollipop.
My fingers get tense on the back of her head.
She finally slides her lips down and uses her hand to spread the moisture, blowing me with passion and skill. The tension increases as she massages my hard-on.
Using her hands, she strokes my balls and rubs my dick, her lips gliding up and down.
“Oh, fuck...” I growl as she goes lower and lower, and I slide deep into her mouth, stopping only at the back of her throat.
I lift her hair to see her face.
She keeps her eyes closed and works me with her lips and tongue, giving me pleasure without rushing, loving every inch of me.
She looks like she’s slipped into a trance––her features stunning, her neck perfectly arched, her lips soft and swollen around my girth. The rhythmical motion is hypnotic–– I admit–– the pleasure par to none.
Her chest starts heaving as she gets aroused, her back curving slightly, her butt pushing out.