Marissa
"Don't stop."
Justin's voice was a strained plea. His hands found my head, not to force, but to guide my movements. I relaxed my throat and took more of him into my mouth. I moaned around his c**k, and the vibration seemed to send him over the edge. His hips thrust upward, his c**k jerking in my mouth. I knew he was about to come.
"You feel so good," he panted, pounding his hips into my mouth. I grew wetter with each powerful thrust, my own orgasm building to an unbearable pitch without a single touch.
He thrust faster, his movements frantic. With a strangled cry, his release came in hot, powerful pulses. I continued to stroke him with my hands, my mouth still wrapped around him, until he was completely spent and his orgasm subsided.
His breath was ragged as he pulled me up on
