I continued to hold her hair in my hand but gave her the freedom to do what she wanted. When I finally got still she relaxed her grip and started to sit up. She kept playing and teasing, but I never heard the gasp. She had moved close enough to my cock that I could feel her breath on me. We had recently gotten back together from a fight and had spent the past few weeks fucking like animals. I was hoping that at any minute she would slide her head down, and take a deep gasp of air which had become almost like a signature sound for her prior to gobbling cock. She didn’t pull back from my cock. The more she played, the further she moved her head down toward my erection. When I finally got still she relaxed her grip and started to sit up. The mental image of her beautiful face trashed in cum sent me over the edge.
