Ryan
She closes the door, ties up her hair, walks towards me, kneels in front of me, unbuttons my pants, takes out my member, and envelops it with her mouth.
Ryan: Wow, that feels amazing, love.
She simultaneously sucks and strokes me. I'm going crazy. I hold her hair and guide her movements. Someone knocks on the door, she stops and looks at me startled. I signal for her to continue. She resumes her oral attention.
Dylan: Ryan.
Ryan: (shouts) What is it?
Dylan: Are we going to the factory?
Ryan: I'll go in a bit.
Dylan: Let's go now.
Ryan: I'll meet you there.
Dylan: You really need to go, don't stall.
Ryan: I will, don't worry. I'll be there soon.
Dylan: Alright, I'm waiting for you. If you take too long, I'll come back to get you.
Ryan: I already said I'm going.
Dylan: Oka
