Looking up at the Blue Crush poster over the hole, you breathe, “, please don’t be fuckin’ with me.”
You stand up, step to the wall and very slowly ease your dick through the hole. ’s hand immediately closes around your shaft. Her soft fingers caress back and forth and you can feel her breath against your sensitive skin. Then, as her other hand closes around the base, you feel ’s breath become hotter, she kisses the tip of your cock, and in a moment her mouth encircles your cock. Your fingers curl against the movie poster as her fantastic tongue massages your glans. “Oh, my God…, you’re-a-fucking-life-saver,” you stammer.
Her tongue explores every square inch of the end of your cock and then, with a moan, ’s mouth engulfs as much of you as the wall allows. Her fingertips hold you fast as she sucks you in, lovingly massaging and humming along your length. She withdraws and slowly glides back down, reveling in your pleasure. You wish you could put your hands on either side of her head and push yourself further into her mouth but ’s enthusiasm is bringing you close to not caring anyway. Her mouth corkscrews down with every mouthful, desire washing over you with each surge and ebb.
Two or three minutes of roller-coaster ecstasy abruptly changes to desperate resistance as the speed and force of ’s motions increase, totally catching you off guard. You clasp your hands to the poster, press yourself hard against the wall and reach an unbelievable climax as you shoot stream after stream of cum down her throat. She continues to suck, drinking down every drop your pulsing shaft provides, until your breathing slows and she finally lets you pull your softening dick from the hole.
“?” her voice inquires after some moments.
Still breathing deeply, you drop to look through the hole. “Yeah?” you ask back.
She leans back onto her bed. “, that was incredible! Can we do that every day?” Opening her robe she spreads her knees apart.
“Hell, yes! That was unbelievable. When do I get to return the favor?”
“Oh, . I’m so horny. Look how wet I am!”
Her juices coat her swollen pussy lips and the insides of her thighs. She palms her tits, rubbing them while she stares open-mouthed at you. A look of pain mixed with lust heightens the blush that covers her body. Her right hand travels down to her pussy. Her fingers spread her lips apart while her middle finger begins to make slow circles around her enflamed clit. She looks towards you and opens her legs wide. The speed of her fingers builds. Her mouth stretches open and within seconds her whole body is quaking through an intense orgasm.
Then, just as quickly, her eyes fly open, she scrambles toward you, reaches up and pulls a dark cloth down over your view.
“Bye for now, lover,” she whispers.
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