Danielle
Fuck! I am so turned on. I love him bossing me around more than I should, but it is so good and exactly what I need. He is what I need. I fight with the tie of his joggers. He lifts his hips and removes them, throwing them aside. I groan when I see his excitement through his boxers. I lean in and trace my lips over his chest and down his stomach. He closes his eyes and groans, tensing under my touch. I smirk. I love the effect I have on him. It is good to know it goes both ways. I palm him through his boxers before I take them off, too. I don’t hesitate and dip my head down to trail my tongue over the tip and over the base.
“f**k!” he breathes out.
I moan and take him into my mouth, slowly, until all I can fit is in. He moans, and I get straight to work. I work him in and out
