I lick my lips, wanting to taste that small drop glistening in the slit of the crown.
“You’re so beautiful. Look at you. You need my c**k in your mouth, don’t you, sweet girl?”
I nod again. At this point, anything he asks me will be answered with an enthusiastic yes.
“Take it.”
He guides the head of his c**k past my lips, hissing when I start to suck. Slowly pressing his hips forward, he sinks deeper into my mouth. Then he wraps a hand around my throat and commands darkly, “Don’t come.”
He gives my p***y a bracing slap.
I jerk and moan as pleasure blasts through my body. My p***y tingles, aching with need.
Between gritted teeth he says, “So f*****g good. You’re my good girl, aren’t you, wife?”
I make a small sound of agreement and suck harder on his c**k. His low groan lets me know
