She nods, hesitant at first, but then her hand wraps around the base, soft.
“Fück,” I groan.
Her confidence grows. She grabs me with both hands. Then, before I can even prepare myself, her mouth is on me. Warm, wet, and perfect.
She spits on the tip, then uses her hands to spread it around before taking me into her mouth again. She works me with a rhythm that has my hips bucking off the bed, the sounds she makes only adding to the torment.
“Fück, Claire,” I gasp.
I can’t take it anymore. In one swift move, I flip her onto her stomach, planting her face down on the bed. She squeals, surprised, but it quickly turns into a moan as I lift her hips, angling her ass just right.
My left hand tangles in her hair, pulling her head back until her ear is level with my lips.
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