“But when we stopped at my apartment last night, I kind of grabbed this on a whim.” She blushed then, looking embarrassed. “Yes,” I whimpered, overwhelmed by her presence. “I told you I’ve only ever kissed,” she said, her brow slightly furrowed. “I’ll do that sometime,” she promised, beginning to readjust her knees as she lowered her hot snatch toward my face. “Suck,” she moaned, only to whimper when I began doing as she asked. “I know that sounds gross, but it’s actually similar to what women produce the first few days they are breastfeeding. “In case I ever buy you candy.”
Her grin widened, leaning closer to my cock again and sticking her tongue out to run it along the top while still holding my gaze. I immediately began kissing her eagerly, tasting her sweetness for the first time, my head swimming again. “So me pleasuring myself turns you on?” she clarified. She moaned when I sucked harder, letting go of her tit and gently running her fingertips along my forehead and temple. She was trimmed down
