Meanwhile, Maureen remained motionless, or, as still as she could, while Brandon took his time to explore her breasts, her neck, her cheekbones; to breathe-in her fragrance and absorb the radiance of her exquisite femininity; all-the-while basking in the knowledge that his own arousal, within the confines of his pants, was rendering him uncomfortable.
Maureen reckoned on this, too, and moved her hands and fingers to undo his belt, then his flies; open his pants, slip his underwear, and fetch-out his c**k; big, swollen, hard, erect and oozing his own fluids. It only took a few moments for her to engulf it between her lips, roll her tongue around the glans while looking up, into his eyes.
Then she adjusted her neck and slid forward to sink it into her throat.
Brandon had experienced blow-
