Lola
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I wrapped my lips around his c**k, and then he muttered, “fuck.” He shut his eyes. “Now go down. You can go slow.”
I lowered my mouth, my lips pressing around his erection, gliding lower, feeling every ridge of his vein that lined his c**k.
I hadn’t even taken all of him in, and my mouth was already full, my jaw had already slacked wide.
“Good. Good,” he hummed, his fingers slithering into my hair and pulling it. “Now use your tongue.”
I paused, his c**k weighed heavily on my tongue. How should I move it?
When he noticed I couldn’t do it, he dipped his chin, bringing his gaze to meet mine. “If you can’t do that it’s fine.”
I stared up at him, noticing how sharp his features were.
“Move your head, up and down.” His calm tone morphed into a commanding aura.
I obeyed b
