Frank dropped his head back with a moan. It was too hard to keep himself braced on his hands. He liked running his hands through Sylvie’s hair as she pleasured him. But the more she got into what she was doing, the harder it was to do anything but give in to the sensations.
He dropped back onto his elbows. With a fighting effort, he lifted his head and gazed down his body until he could see her mouth on him.
She had painted her lips a bright red, and now that makeup was smeared over the base of his c**k, and across her cheeks. Most of her face was hidden behind a fall of hair, but her glorious red lips were visible.
He shuddered as sensation washed over him. The sight of her lips stretched around him was f*****g hot, would have been f*****g hot if it wasn’t even his body. But the fact
