Who could resist such a request? He rolled onto his back, positioning himself against the pillows. She crawled between his legs and leaned over him, her hair forming a curtain that tickled his thighs.
He watched as she brushed her lips over the tip of his shaft.
He hissed in a sharp breath, clutching at the covers. He wasn't going to last long against that talented mouth. She knew it, too. She parted her lips, and sucked him, her tongue swirling, flicking.
She re-positioned herself at a new angle, and he started to pump his hips, stroking in and out of her mouth, increasing the length and pace until the head of his cock touched the back of her throat. He plunged harder. Deeper. He grabbed her head, pulling her hair as he fucked that beautiful mouth.
"I want your cunt," he demanded. "Let me come inside that beautiful, wet pussy."
