We’d both worn jeans and a sweater, so now it wasn’t hard to get undressed. There was no zipper in a dress, or stocking to remove, just jeans and underwear.
He was strong, hard, and even his c**k was as beautiful as the rest of him. I took the silky flesh in my hand and slid my hand along him, feeling powerful and filled with pleasure as he groaned. Eager for more of those groans, I moved my mouth to his thick length to flick my tongue out to taste him.
Eager to learn, I swallowed his c**k, filled my mouth with his flesh as he thrust up with abandon into my throat. I gagged a little, unprepared for that, but I learned to follow his lead. Thankfully, he slowed his pace immediately.
He moved underneath me, slow and certain of how he wanted it, taking some of my control, but I enjoyed it.
