Her crimson red hair swayed as she shook her head. “Don’t worry about the camera. Don’t worry about anything at all except what I’m about to do to you.”
I did stop worrying as she ran her hands over my body. Goosebumps appeared on my skin as her fingertips traced the lines of my abs, then drifted down to my thighs—andinnerthighs. Her breath was hot on my cock, which she was doing her best to avoid with her teasing fingers. And she gazed up at me the whole time, drinking in the sight of my desire.
As she finally wrapped her fingers around me, I let out a long breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. She tilted me toward her mouth and parted her red lips just a little bit. Drawing out the moment. Her tongue flicked out and brushed against my crown, causing my entire manhood to tremble.
Gradually, like she was trying to move as slowly as humanly possible, she took my cock into her mouth. After spending an hour massaging her body and makinghercome, it was a goddamn miracle I didn’t come immediately.Thatwould have been embarrassing for someone who was supposed to be a professional. Ginny focused on my tip, moving her lips back and forth over the ridge while squeezing my shaft in her fingers.
“I love the red lipstick,” I managed to say, “but it won’t show up with the filter that blocks out your face, right?”
“I thought I told you not to worry about the camera?” she scolded. “Actually, I think I can blur out the upper part of my face. So my lips and mouth are visible while I suck you off. And if not?” She grinned. “Then the lipstick is just for you. So you’d better enjoy it.”
“Oh, don’t worry about tha—ohh.”
I trailed off with a long groan as she resumed the blowjob. Her lips felt like heaven as she sucked on my head while stroking me steadily. Despite what she said about ignoring the camera, the OnlyFans creator inside of me couldn’t help but think about the camera angle and the way her hair was draped. I grabbed a handful of it and pushed it to the side, ensuring that the camera had a good view of what she was doing.
And then I did forget all about the camera. Ginny’s mouth made it impossible to think about anything other than what she was doing to me. Her lips were soft, and warm, and caused every nerve ending in my cock to come alive with pleasure. I couldn’t believe she had never worked with a partner on camera before.
Usually, I could focus and make myself last as long as I needed. I’d gotten good at thinking about baseball, as the cliché went. But tonight, I surrendered as Ginny sucked the life out of me, moving faster and faster. Hurtling me toward my orgasm quicker than I could stop myself. And then she did something that blew my mind.
She removed her hand, kept her lips wrapped around me, and pushed down my shaft. And down.
Anddown.
By the end, she had made all eight inches of my cock disappear down her throat. Her lips were pressed tightly against my base. Hell, I could feel her tongue practically licking my balls, she was so far down. I had never been deep-throated before, and the experience absolutely destroyed me.
“Oh fuck,” I gritted out as everything below the waist began tingling. “I’m about to come…”
She kept her lips wrapped around my base.
“I’m going to come!” I said more emphatically, afraid she didn’t hear me.
Now Ginny pulled back, but only enough so she could gaze up at me with desire. She kept almost half my cock in her mouth as I began to explode.
“I’m coming!” I cried out as intense ecstasy hit me like a wave. I erupted in her mouth, my cock twitching against her lips as she moaned around me. She gripped my thighs, fingernails digging into my skin as I spasmed over and over again, emptying myself of everything I had.
And she swallowed every single drop.
As she finally moved her lips up to my crown, sucking there for a brief second, she grinned at me like the goddess of blowjobs. She ran her tongue over her lips, and I thought to myself,I would run through a brick wall for this woman.
I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her to my lips for a kiss. I wasn’t into snowballs, but I needed to kiss her in that moment after she had donethatto me.
“Careful with the wig,” she whispered, breaking me out of my trance.
I let go of the handful of red locks in my fingers. “Shit. Sorry.” My whole body shuddered. “You sucked the life out of me.”
She touched the tip of my nose with her finger. “Only returning the favor. Glad you enjoyed it.”
“Enjoyed it? I think I came so hard my balls imploded on themselves. I’ll never come again!”
Her laugh was music to my ears as she brushed her lips against mine one last time. Then she grabbed the remote, stopped the recording, and said, “I betthatvideo will get a lot of views.”
Her comment brought me out of my stupor and back to earth. The wig, the camera, and the reason I was here returned to me. But for a few precious seconds, it was just the two of us and nobody else in the world.
“You’ll get more views if theyseeme come in your mouth,” I said. “Or on your face, or your chest. We can discuss what you’re comfortable with for next time, but that’s what the viewers tend to like.”
“Noted,” she said, standing up and stretching. Her body was a curvy masterpiece in the body stocking. “But that one was for you. How did you put it? The first one’s free.” She added a wink for emphasis.
Yeah,I thought as I got up and began dressing myself.I’m going to love working with this woman.