“I should make you pay for that,” Simms murmured as he helped me undress.
“I don’t know what you mean,” I replied as I unzipped his leather pants and pushed them down his hips once I was naked. “I just wanted some coffee.” I pulled the turtleneck he’d been wearing over his head and then knelt at his feet, sucking on his c**k through his moist underwear. “God, you smell good.”
“You smell even better,” he said, running his hands through my hair as I pushed down his briefs before he kicked them off. His c*m from earlier glistened and I couldn’t help myself. I sucked on the head, making him jerk and grip my hair—I loved that—and then I took him all the way down, then swallowed.
His shout made me smile around his c**k. I sucked him for minutes on end, backing off whenever he was near the end
