𝙏𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙊𝙛 𝘼 𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙮 [BEING REWRITTEN]

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 1

My mouth worked its way up and down his shaft, I enjoyed the warmth of his engorged member on my cherry glossed lips. I liked to gloss it up before I went down. That thing in my mouth is a nice, hard dick, and if I play my cards right, it might be entering other areas too.

"Mmmm... Ohhhh...." The guy gripped onto the back of my head and let out a pleased moan.

Yeah... I like that too. When you're going down on a guy, you never have more control than at that moment. If girls want to say that all a guy thinks about is sex, then when you're working his shaft that means all that guy is thinking about at that exact second is you. The only thing he's thinking about is how good you... rather I... am making him feel. That's power, ladies.

My hands cupped his balls, and my mouth moved up and down his dick with a nice smacking sound.

Come on baby, cum for me.

A moment later, he did, and I swallow it down, feeling the thick and creamy heat run down my throat. It's not that I love the taste of cum or anything like that. I don't hate the feeling, but I mostly just do it because it saves a lot of mess. I also like to swallow my gum too. What can I say, I swallow.

"Oh... you're amazing!" he lets out in a deep, staggered voice.

His body was bent, his chest leaned so far forward that he'd practically pressed his washboard stomach against my forehead. His legs were pushed out, and he was leaning back against the wall in a way that, if he wasn't holding on to my curly hair, he'd have fallen back onto his butt.