Christina's POV
At the sound of his words, nerves and excitement fluttered around my stomach as I heard his zipper go down.
"You wanna make it up to me pretty girl?"
I nodded my head, quickly remembering how he like to ask me to use my voice "yes"
The slick sounds of his hands moving over his d**k caught my attention, his quiet grunts making me restless. "Open that mouth of yours. I'm gonna f**k it hard, wash every trace of talking back at me is that right?"
With that Aaron's left leg planted itself on the floor as he shuffled himself up to my body. He shed himself of his waist coat, leaving just the few buttons of his shirt, his slacks and boxers pulled down onto his thighs.
With my knees to the ground, he got himself situated by my face, his hand holding his d**k just above me
