Isiah felt like his skin would melt as her petal soft lips wrapped around his c**k and she gently nudged him in and out of her mouth a few times. Her tongue lapped slow and concentrated on the underside of his member, teasing the pulsing vein there as she bobbed on his s*x like it was a popsicle.
To some degree this moment was not only intensely arousing, but also very different change of pace for him. Isiah wasn’t used to being pleasured and controlled and a part of him did deeply deeply desire nothing more then to be free of the bonds on his arms so that he could ravage the succulent woman before him, but he also understood how much this was also a change for Maybell.
And how much it was obviously having a positive affect, because he could hear and feel her confidence with him retur
