He pulled out and moved us over to the shower and turned it on. There he pressed on my shoulders, and I bent down on the tile in front of him. He then guided his c**k over to my mouth and rubbed it over my lips. The crown of his shaft was soft and slick. I couldn’t help but part my lips and run my tongue over the seeping head to please him. His salty sweet taste covered my tongue, and I moaned for him.
He groaned and pushed forward between my teeth, “Suck me good.”
I opened my mouth, and he fed his c**k in deep. I sucked hollowing my cheeks as I drew on him,
“f**k that’s good, Gia,” he praised as he gripped my hair tight. “More. Take my c**k deeper.” I worked my lips around his thick length easing more of him in my mouth. I took in air through my nostrils inhaling more of his masculine
