Jack's stomach flutters under my mouth when he breathes in and then out, muscles hard against my lips. The taste of myself isn't so unfamiliar now and I slide lower, following the messy trail to the thatch of dark curls, his cock bumping my throat as I go. He's so, so hard and just shivering under me; it'd be cruel to drag this out too much longer.
So I turn my head when I get close enough, mouth up the length where my come is still clinging to him, a sticky line of it. It still feels so unbelievably filthy and I'm hot all over as I finally wrap my lips around the tip of him and slide down. The taste is different here, more him than me and I groan hungrily as I take him in, making sure to wrap my hand around the base, stroking where I can't quiet reach, and still struggling to breathe all the while.
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Date: 2016-10-30 05:23 pm (UTC)So I turn my head when I get close enough, mouth up the length where my come is still clinging to him, a sticky line of it. It still feels so unbelievably filthy and I'm hot all over as I finally wrap my lips around the tip of him and slide down. The taste is different here, more him than me and I groan hungrily as I take him in, making sure to wrap my hand around the base, stroking where I can't quiet reach, and still struggling to breathe all the while.