I loved his guttural groan.
I stretched my lips over his length and my tongue was going crazy along the bottom, teasing him. Using my fist on the base of his c**k, I bobbed my head, sliding him in and out of my mouth.
Two big hands pushed my hair off my face. Every so often I would pull my mouth to the tip and suck and swirl my tongue over the thick tip of his d**k. My eyes never left his face. He was breathing hard. His beautiful lip curled as he stared down at me. His face was a mask of concentration.
I wanted more than anything to please him. To make him feel as good as he made me feel. I wanted to know what made him tick, what he liked and didn’t like. I also wanted to watch him lose control, like he always made me lose control.
“Jesus,” he tipped his head back.
I sucked harder, w
