Blow job

You kiss your way down the side of her neck and look up at Leah's face as you gently nibble the soft flesh there. She's looking at her sculpture, satisfaction and smugness present on her face. Her eyes shift down to look at you and she laughs as your eyes meet. She reaches a hand up, sliding it up your back and running her fingers through your hair. "This is what I wanted, you and me. I just didn't know at first." She smiles beautific and triumphant. You lift your head again, needing to kiss those lips. She eagerly meets you, her legs around your waist pulling you close to her and the railing she rests on. You part your lips and she follows your lead, a soft appreciative moan as your tongue probes into her mouth.

You grasp Leah's hips and lift her back onto her feet. You guide her around and lean yourself against the railing, smiling as you take Leah's place. She smiles back at you, positioning herself between you and her masterpiece. She lowers to her knees gently, transistioning from looking at you from an almost equal level to looking up at you, without breaking eye contact. He hands reach out to your knees and run up your thighs. She leans forwards, placing kisses on the fabric of your jeans right over your crotch. You twitch underneath her lips and Leah tilts her head back enough that you can see her smile as she looks up at you.

Her hands slide up the fabric and she deftly undoes the button and pull down the zip. She grins as she sees the bulge in your underwear, her eyes flicking back up to yours, "you like the sight of my on my knees Farmer?" She teases, stroking your over the thin fabric. She grips, wrapping your underwear around your shaft and gently sucks on the tightly wrapped head. You stroke your hand over her red hair, encouraging her. Her saliva and your precum dampen your underwear.

Leah licks her lips and looks up at you. She decides she's done with teasing and pulls the fabric down. Your hard length springs free and she gasps. "Oh, I hadn't quite appreciated... with it wrapped up..." she has eyes only for your cock now. Her mouth hangs slightly open and she quickly shifts her right hand from your boxers to your shaft, she squeezes and starts to pump, quickly already. She clearly has no interest in getting you going slowly. She leans forward, spits onto your shaft over her pumping hand. Lubricating her fist as she pumps it up and down you. She settles back a little and tilts her head back up to you, finally managing to pull her beautiful purple eyes from your cock and meet yours. She sucks on the head, tightly wrapping her lips around it, he cheeks sucking in with the inhalation. She swallows and you feel the suction of that, the way it pulls on you, and you moan softly. She pulls back, her mouth popping as it leaves your cock, her fist still pumping. "You taste good." She speaks around her heavy breathing, her chest rising and falling tantalisingly. "Not going to make you cum quickly am I?" She teases with a smile, as if she wasn't pumping you like she needs your cum this instant, "I want to try to get you into my throat."

You laugh and you gently pull the hand on her head towards you. She better hurry up if she wants that, they way your cock throbs in her tight grip you're not so sure how long she has. She obligingly opens her mouth, her tounge extended out beyond her lips as you guide her onto your shaft. Her tongue feels warm, soft as you glide over it and between her lips. She fastens around you, sucking but only gently as she begins to bob up and down. Still looking up at you, eager to to please.

You encourage her, pulling her head against you and she moans softly around your hard shaft. Letting you guide her down your length. As the tip of your cock pushes against the back of her throat she gags slightly, her eyes blinking closed. You release her but Leah make no move to pull away, trying to hold you cock in the back of her mouth. She reaches down to grab your wrist and guides you hand back onto the back of her head. She pulls back slightly but just so she can start bobbing up and down you. The gentle pressure of your hand encouraging her to take you deeper. Your cock squeezes into her tight throat and while she splutters a little she makes no sign she needs a break. You, however, find the squeezing, the visual of her eyes looking up to meet yours whenever she can, a little too much. You moan and the first spurt of your climax makes Leah choke a little, she pulls back, releasing your cock to the air just in time for your following spurts of your seed to splatter across her beautiful face. She coughs a little, laughing between coughs. You stand away from the railing you'd been leaning against and help Leah to her feet. She smiles and leans past you over the railing to spit the small amount of your seed that got in her mouth to in amoung your crops. You choose not to think about that any further. You offer her a wipe and she cleans up the dissarry you've made of her face before thanking you. "I think I'm a little out of practice, you're big but I should be able to do better than that." She gently probes at her throat woth her fingers, hand running up and down her neck thoughtfully. "Well, we shall have to try again some time!" You grin at her, you'll have to look forward to that.

"I better hurry home and shower. Come by anytime ok?" She gently strokes her sculpture one last time, clearly pleased it had the intended effect and then waves as she makes her way back home. You wave, and then take the sculpture inside, looking for the perfect place to display it.