Secretly Serviced. Becky Flade

his throat as she rubbed one with the palm of her hand. She looked at the head of his cock and saw a drop of glistening moisture sitting, shaking on the very tip.

      “What does it taste like?” She wondered aloud before scooping it up with the curved tip of her tongue. Sweet. She did it again, taking her time, slowly tasting just the head before running the flat of her tongue down the vein just as she had her finger. Kelly followed the same path her hands had, slowly using the tip of her tongue on every part of his cock. She traced little circles on his balls. One at a time she opened her lips wide and gently cupped them inside her mouth. She could feel juice just running from her open pussy and her clit throbbed but she didn’t stop.

      She ran her tongue back up the length of him, licked her lips and slowly wrapped them around the head. Kelly had only read about giving head but had fantasized about it often; now that she had a chance to try she planned to take her time. Slowly she sucked on the head, pushing her tongue against the vein along the bottom, her hand holding his cock to her mouth where it slipped and stroked. With a growl that should’ve alarmed her, Weston grabbed her head in his hands and rammed his cock deep inside her mouth and down her throat. As he thrust into her mouth he whispered furiously, “Fucking little cock-tease is what you are, miss. Is this what you wanted? Fuck, ah, fuck.”

      Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes as Kelly choked on the large cock but she was thrilled and aroused by his aggression. She grabbed at his ass and thighs, nails digging in to the muscles there as he fucked her mouth. She could feel him tensing and sensed he was ready to cum. She didn’t want that, didn’t know if he’d fuck her after. Instead of fighting or trying to talk she simply bit down gently on his dick.