@devour3r / cont.
it's frustrating ββ the way his hands and lips are all over her one second, and the next they're not. with his fingers over hers and his words encouraging her to go further, patricia kisses him again as she finishes unbuckling his belt and sliding it off its hoops, then undoing his button and fly. she has her hand on him before his pants are even down, only loosened enough for her to pull his cock out from his underwear and give it a slow, twisting stroke.
pulling back, she doesn't break eye contact with him as she lowers herself to her knees.
she doesn't test it out, doesn't lick like a virgin. only leans in and wraps her lips around the soft head with the practiced ease of a woman who's done this many times and knows she's good at it. although she's been fantasizing about this for days, she takes her time, pace slowly increasing as she bobs her head, making sure to use her tongue a lot, to keep her teeth out of it. she keeps a hand stroking the base of his cock until she doesn't need it anymore, until her throat has relaxed around him and she can take him in even deeper. she reaches for johann's hand them, guiding it to the back of her head.
