Carmen
He smelled nice as I slid my mouth over his tip, feeling him stiffen as I moved lower, taking more of him into my mouth, my tongue sliding against the warmth of him.
My hand around his length as he pulsed with need.
It was hard, but at the same time satisfying—hard to explain.
I sucked on him, glancing up at him only to flinch when I realized his gaze was fixed firmly on me. I expected him to grab my head and shove it deeper, but he didn't.
Which only unsettled me even more as I licked along his length, sliding him in and out of my mouth against my tongue.
He tasted good, and I took him a bit deeper, hearing him groan in pleasure—a sound that somehow settled low between my own legs.
I was wet, and as I sucked on him, I wanted him to do the same to me. Lowering my head further, I took in more of him, pushing myself to go deeper.
