Cum

Her warm lips lock back around your tip, twirling her tongue around your glands, making delicate circles and suggestive nudges towards the direction you've been looking for. She squints, bobbing her head, eating your cock hands-free. All you have to do now is hold back her hair and lightly buck into her mouth.

You shudder and gasp. For a second, your knees go weak as you start to unload in her mouth. A warm, white rope shoot directly across her tongue, blanketing it in your salty flavor. Her smudged eyes widen in surprise. She slows herself and begins to suck gingerly, swallowing your load as fast as it is emptied inside of her.

Miranda's tongue slowly washes side-to-side, teasing every last drop to come out and to be swallowed. She bobs a little more, all the way down to the base with her tongue sticking out. You feel the tip roll and lash between your balls before she pulls all the back. She looks up at you with a whore-ish expression. She swallows and opens her mouth wide, sticking out her tongue just to prove that she did indeed take it all in.

"Hm~!" she purrs, slowly standing back up. "That's an awfully nice treat! I've always heard that people drink warm milk before bed, but I think that’ll be my substitute instead for now on!"

She laughs in a very womanly tone and wants to say more but knows better than to drag it out. "Seriously though, you should get out of here. I'd love to see you again sometime in the morning. Just come down to the lobby when you freshen up and get ready for another round..."

She leads you out the hall, where she tells you quickly leave before anyone else sees you. You wish her a fair night and quietly book it back to your room in the tavern. Once there, you shower and rinse - suddenly, you are more eager to go back and see the next day.