I swallow down a groan as she strokes her fingertips gently down my throbbing length.
“You don’t want to hurt me,” she continues. “You want me to recover. Fair enough. So just stand still. Let me take what I want.”
Then she drops to her knees right in the middle of my shower and slips my c**k into her mouth.
The moment her full lips engulf me, I know there’s no way I’m stopping this. I’m not sure it’s even physically possible to pry myself loose from her.
So I do the only thing I can do: I lean against the wet bathroom tile for support as she sucks me deep. Instinctively, my hips start to move to the rhythm.
No. I cannot f**k her face. Because that will make me want to—
I stand as still as I can, but she grips my hips and sucks me faster, harder. Her head is bobbing up and down my c*
