Connor's POV
Wynter reaches out, her slim fingers curling over the top of the elastic as she sucks in a breath before she slowly drags the cotton down my legs to the floor.
I step out, bare to her now, my c.ock throbbing just inches from those luscious lips as she peeks up at me through her lashes, waiting for my next command.
‘Take me in your mouth Angel, show me how dirty those sweet lips can be . . no hands’ I add as she reaches for me.
Dropping her hands back to her thighs, Wynter leans forward, parting her lips, her tongue snaking out and flicking the tip of my c.ock, making it jerk.
She smiles, doing it again, enjoying having me react to her. Peeking up at me again, she widens her lips and slides them over the head of my c.ock, and I clench my hands as I watch myself disappear b
