Before I could think of anything else she pounced from her position and was now laying across my anticipatory
Oh yes! I can feel her skillfully twirling my balls between her ivory fingers just like you’d do with a pair of Japanese Worry Balls, and squeezing them ever so gently from time to time. I can already sense her giving me the best blowjob of my life.
After a few minutes she stopped, twitching her attention to jerking off on the shaft of my cock with an unbelievable rhythm; and as it got hard she placed her ruby red lips over my cock’s head licking and ever so gently biting down on it until I could no longer hold back my cum from wanting to burst out and fill her mouth.
When it did, she merely lapped it up like a cat lapping up a saucer of milk, after which she swallowed it like some of her favorite flavor of ice cream. Her mouth then tightly rode up and down the entire length of my cock as far down as it could go, swallowing any additional cum which would come her way.
Liz knew precisely what to do and how to do it, better any other woman I’ve ever gotten a blowjob from. And if I didn’t know any better, I would have thought she’d been born a guy. But with her ivory skin, gorgeous figure, flawless sweet angelic facial features, there was no way this could ever be possible.
Once she finished working on my still throbbing cock, she moved on to licking my salty sweating body, only stopping at my chest to feverishly suck my nipples which grew from being excited from the presence of her mouth.
I can’t believe how horny she’s making me feel. I feel a king having his queen kneeling in front of his legs spread wide apart, going after his rod like a candy cane.
I was now counting the moments until her mouth would reach my lips so we could engage in some outrageously hot French Kissing.
(c) Kathryn Heart - September 2017
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