"You know what?" said Joe, watching the w***e work his prick into a furious lather of saliva and hot lust;
"What, Joe?" she asked in a whisper that sent hot breath across his wet p***s.
"I think you were right, at least so far, that you and I are going to spend a lot of time together." He was blushing and beginning to sweat.
"Yeah," she said, winking at him. Then she buried his c**k back inside her face. She hummed as she worked on the meat, and every now and then, rather than slide her mouth up and down the pecker, she used just her tongue to lick it. Finally, she asked him which he
preferred, her lips or her tongue, and he said that he liked her licking on the rim of his prick the best. From then on she concentrated on licking the edge of his mushroom crown, just the way he liked it.
