I sink my fingers into his hair, tugging at his locks as he sucks me in and sucks more surely, more forcefully, my p***y into his mouth as he eats it like one possessed.
When he releases me in a snap that nearly tears the fabric, I pull his hands away from me and, looking into his eyes, slowly drop to the wood, my knees anchored to the floor as I bend before him. Yet... I've never felt more powerful.
His c**k is so hard it visibly molds against his shorts, showing all its glorious outline, the tip pressing hard, wanting to escape the confines of the wet fabric.
Killian lifts his hips slightly to allow me to undress him and, once the job is done, his c**k jumps ready and with presemen escaping from its blunt tip. I lean down, my hair tossed to one side with his hand, as I reach down t
