Two minutes into Arlette's fellatio and Caius was starting to think he'd have to accept that being lifted inches off the bed by the sheer suction force of her mouth around his rod was the norm.
It certainly felt like it.
He reached out and managed to place his hand on Arlette's head and once there, it took additional effort on his part to entwine his fingers in her hair for some grip. Grip that he didn't really do anything with.
He would never dream of pulling her off his rod. His entire body was wracked with intense pleasure because of it.
He also didn't want to pull her down to force even more of his cock into her mouth. He was enjoying this precisely because it was how she wanted to do it. He didn't want to do anything to change that.
