Chapter Twelve
HEATHER WOKE NICK by sucking on his c**k. It was something she had never done before, waking up her lover with oral s*x, but it seemed the perfect alarm clock. The sensation of soft flesh and hard metal was a wonderful mix in her mouth. She periodically looked up at his face as was delighted when his eyes finally fluttered open. Smiling around his big c**k wasn’t easy, but Heather managed it. “Good morning,” she greeted him.
“Morning.” He pulled her face up to his and kissed her. She liked that he wasn’t shy about kissing, even if his c**k had recently been in her mouth. As they kissed she moved on top of him and straddled his hips, lowering her p***y onto his c**k, letting the metal ring slide up to where it shouldn’t be, and before the two of them knew it, she was riding
