Amara
I can’t believe myself sucking a man’s shaft—and how shamelessly I want to keep going.
“Egh… Amara, how can you be so good… Ugh,” his groans inspired me. I went in—so sloppy and greedily, I played with it using my mouth. I could barely go halfway with it—he’s that big.
My jaws felt so sore I finally took a break. We switched places once more. He asked for my consent, “are you ready, Amara?”
Endearingly, I looked at him, “Yes, Gonzalo.” We locked lips once more.
Then.
He reached my loins. I felt his warm breath near my pleasure point, then he started to use his tongue against it. “Ahh… Gonzalo, ugh… It feels so good.”
“This won’t be as good as my shaft feels,” so confidently he sounded.
Here it is.
Mmmph.
Tears accumulated from my eyes from the pressure—also a little bit o
