Since my mouth is occupied, I can’t guide her.
She gets the hang of it.
Soon she treats my cock to the same long, sensuous licks I grant her pussy.
As her confidence grows, she more than makes up for a slow start. She grabs the base of my cock and squeezes it hard. She catches me off guard when she pokes her tongue inside my hole.
Christ.
I grip her hips tighter in response.
She’ll have bruises tomorrow. And fuck if that doesn’t do something to me.
Keira goes for it.
Instead of using the tip, she uses her whole tongue to brush over the engorged head of my cock.
My balls thump at the sensation.
When Keira wraps her lips around my raging erection, my hips jerk off the bed.
She grunts, but with her small hand tightly gripping my base, she keeps sucking me off like her life depends on it. The movement of her other hand matches the bobbing of her head. She gives my shaft as much attention as my tip.
Bless her.
She picks up speed, bobbing her head with more determination. The hedonistic slurping sound she makes is such a turn-on.
I reward her by using my tongue to explore every part of her, relishing in her sweet juices. I ratchet my naughty play by alternating between toying with her hard clit and massaging it with my lips.
She responds by pressing her pussy against my mouth, and the scent of her is divine.
Oh, fuck, yeah.
I use my tongue as I would my cock and dart inside her warmth, pumping in and out to heighten the pleasure. The way she squeezes her legs around my head suggests she’s enjoying this as much as I am.
I push her off me. “Let’s make this dirtier.”
She lets go of my cock and looks over her shoulder.
“I’m not sure how this can get any dirtier.”
Innocent lamb.“I want you to bounce off my tongue.”
She narrows her gaze. “You’re kidding?”
“I’d never kid about your pussy or pleasure.”
She’s still incredulous.
“My cock is lonely.”
As she resumes her mission, so do I.
I grip her hips and pull her to me until my tongue is back where it belongs.
I wait for her to follow my order, but nothing.
Slap!