Will turns his remaining attention to the road as I take the juicy head of his fat cock into my mouth and roll it over my tongue. I play with the edges, teasing the tip of my tongue around the ridges.
I suck it slowly down into my throat. Will sits back and opens his hips just a little, and that thrusts his beautiful cock all the way down my throat.
I love his cock as much as I love letting someone go to town on my clit.
The sensations of rolling it around in my mouth literally makes me wet.
I try to moan, but it’s muffled because my mouth is too full. I tighten my lips up again and start pumping him, lashing my tongue along the wide, thick base as my lips creep up and down the sides.
Will moans and puts a hand on the back of my head, and at that, I feel tingles flowing all over me.
Yes. God yes!
Fuck my tiny little mouth. Make it fit you massive, hard, awesome cock.
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I let him take control as he pumps my head slowly and methodically, drawing out each stroke until he comes, gasping and moaning.
I’m just waiting for that quick pumping to start, and as soon as it does, I tighten my lips up and suck around the head, swallowing down his plentiful, delicious cum.
He’s moaning so low it sounds like a growl. I know the head is oversensitive now, but I don’t give a damn.
I keep my lips sealed around the top until I have sucked out every precious drop, leaving me to gulp every couple of seconds so I’m not wasting any of it.
As I sit up, wiping my mouth, I realize the car has stopped.
That’s probably a good thing.
“Wow, when did we get here?”
“A few minutes ago. I wasn’t going to disturb you,” Will answers.
“Look at the mist. It looks so dark.”
“I know, I was hoping for a nice view.”
“Let’s have a look,” I suggest.
I open the door and head out, moving towards the lake. The mist is flowing and shifting, some moments you can see the lake, then the mist shivers, and there’s just grey.
It’s making me feel sweet and dreamy.
I turn around to look for Will and see he’s standing behind me, looking twisted up.
“Baby, what’s wrong?”
“I gotta do this. I gotta do this right,” he mutters.
I cross my arms.
What is my cheeky ass playboy up to now?
I think my world shatters when he goes down on one knee.
I can’t breathe.
He looks right up at me with those wolf eyes, cracks the box, and the pale light glints on the rock inside.