Slowing down, he takes his c**k out of my mouth; I start stroking him again, quick and hard from the start. My p***y aches and begs my mind to let him between my legs.
“I could spend all day like this, on my knees,” I tell him as I run my tongue down his shaft. I take my mouth to his balls and, sucking one in, let it roll inside my mouth as I lap at it with my tongue.
"I wouldn't mind having you on your knees all day," he breathes, running his fingers through my hair. "Maybe I should've included it in the contract," he murmurs, shutting his eyes and succumbing to the way I handle his 12-inches of pure pleasure.
"f**k," Martin groans, his c**k throbbing against my fingers. Grabbing my wrist, he pulls me up and sits me on the edge of the tub. "I need to taste that p***y. Right now," he gr
