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giving a blow job

His feverish lips found mine, his tongue lapping against my flesh like a man thirsting for the fountain of youth. The desire in my belly quickened as my mouth watered for him. I smiled against him and wriggled out of his arms licking my lips needing to taste his cock. I needed to be given a blow job.

Our lips met in a frantic kiss, his tongue all but shoving into my willing mouth. We quickly undressed. One of his hands wrapped around my waist, hauling my bare skin against his, the other tangled into my hair, holding my head in place while his tongue licked around the inside of my mouth.

Finally, we paused long enough for him to lean back into the pillows comfortably. I leaned forward and, without warning, swallowed up his prick into my waiting throat.

He let out a loud gasp as his mind blanked at the sudden, hot, wet, tight of a sucking mouth. His hip gave an involuntary twitch upward, and a faint gagging sound came out of my mouth but I stayed down. My tongue joined in and rubbed against the underside of his prick, followed by a gentle sucking.

Usually, it was he who could be found spending as long as possible giving head, licking, and teasing at my folds. Enjoying the slickness covering his mouth and chin, only pulling away when my legs were shaking and I was exhausted with overstimulation.  Maybe it was the novelty of it or the fact that we hadn’t been together for so long, but it felt like he would lose his mind from the gentle suckling.

From me giving a blow job to him

He accidentally let out another gasp as my lips slowly pulled off, the air of the room feeling cooler than it actually was as the hot cavern of my mouth pulled away. He opened his eyes.

When did they close?  Our eyes met as I stuck out my tongue to circle the head of his dick. He hissed at the small point of stimulation.

I wrapped a hand around the base of his cock and gave a few tight strokes, wrapping my lips around the glans and giving another suck. Like this, I could taste the salty precum beading up with my attention. I focused on tonguing at the slit of the head, lapping at the steady stream of fluid.

A hand found its way into my hair again, a steady presence as I bobbed my head up and down on the upper portion of his erection of me giving a blow job.

He tore his eyes away from my lips and traveled down the expanse of my back, admiring the lovely arch of my back, my ass in the air as I knelt between his legs. His other hand, the one not currently holding my head in place, strained out as he stroked at the warm flesh of my shoulder and caressed my spine.

I suddenly gave a moan, my lips still wrapped around his cock, and the vibrations made him buck up once more. His fingers curled up and scratched on my back as he tensed up. In response, I moaned once more.

Both hands grabbed hold of the back of my head, and he held me in place as his hips bucked up into the warm wetness of my mouth. I could feel him pulsing between my jaw, and I knew then that it wouldn’t be long with me giving a blow job LOL even Road head till he…