Nadine groaned low in her throat, a guttural 'f**k, yeah,' that vibrated through her body and straight into mine. Her hand tangled in my hair, not pulling yet, just guiding, asserting that dominant edge that had me dripping onto the floor between my knees.
I sucked harder, hollowing my cheeks, taking her deeper inch by inch until the veined shaft stretched my mouth wide, bumping the back of my throat. Gagging a little, I pulled back, strings of saliva connecting us, then dove in again, bobbing my head with sloppy, eager rhythm.
'Goddamn, Larissa, you're a natural cocksucker,' Nadine rasped, her hips twitching forward, f*****g my face in shallow thrusts. 'Look at you, on your knees like a desperate w***e, slurping on my d**k after I just waxed that pretty cunt. Bet you've been fantasizin
