Then Soraya leaned in and pressed a slow, deliberate kiss to the base of his cock, right where it met his body. Her tongue dragged upward in one long, wet stripe along the underside, tracing a thick vein before she reached the head and licked over the slit, tasting him with a soft, hungry sound.
As her tongue dragged a long wet path up, Phei rolled his hips involuntarily in a slow hungry grind, dragging the rigid leaking cock across her tongue and pressing the flushed head right against her parted lips.
His thick pre-cum smeared over her mouth in a shiny trail; she moaned and chased it with her tongue, the salty musky taste of his cum filling her mouth; she tasted him — salty, thick, a little sweet, the heavy flavor of his cum coating her tongue.
