No guy that I know would ever turn down a blowjob. Not from someone who has the most perfect dick-sucking-lips I’ve ever seen. Especially not me. She laughs and moves off the bed, returning just as I’ve gained my feet, before I have the chance to ask her where she ran off to. I have no idea what she needed to do, but with her wicked smile in place, I realize I don’t really give a fuck as long as she’s back. No, I only care that she’s now on her knees and between my legs, stroking my cock with one hand, while cupping my balls with the other. Those perfect, pink lips of hers hover over the tip of my dick, and I have to fist her hair and grit my teeth in order to keep myself from grabbing her face and fucking her mouth. Shit. A droplet of pre-cum peeks through the small slit of my crown, showing just how close I am to coming. She leans her head forward, her focus entirely on me as she flicks her tongue, gathering the pearly drop. Her eyes practically roll to the back of her head when she pulls her tongue back into her mouth.
