Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen. Mabel.
Oh, my word. It is like this man is my personal flavour. The taste of him sends shock waves of pleasure through my body, as my tongue circles the tip of his c**k, capturing his essence that is pulsing out of the slit. My hand moves up from his balls and grasps the base of his shaft. It is so thick, I cannot get my finger and thumb to reach each other, the length so long that I am already gagging slightly as it hits off the back of my throat. I swallow him down. My free hand wraps around his back, and clutches his left buttock, as I pull him further into my mouth.
The guttural groan that erupts from Cal’s mouth is such a turn on, I feel like I could climax on the spot, just because of the pleasure I am giving him. Turning him on, is making my bod
