DYLAN.
“Don't be scared of applying pressure, you won't hurt me.” Amelia tightens her tiny grip and moves it from the base of my d**k to the tip of it.
I hissed in a breath, and she paused, her movements unsure, before she resumed her task.
This lady was going to be the death of me; everything she did amazed me.
Her technique is awkward at best as she tries to fit me in as much as possible. Is this a tactic so she can get away without sucking me off? In her attempt to stuff me in, her teeth graze my d**k and I grunt as I grab a handful of her hair and wrench her head back.
“No f*****g teeth.” Her eyes widen, but she nods as she closes her lips around my d**k and sucks at a moderate pace.
“Are you sure you want to get me off? Because at this rate, I’ll be falling asleep.”
I dec
