Getting fluffed

I push myself to my feet and extend a hand to draw Abby to hers. “Let’s take this upstairs so we can enjoy each other more comfortably,” I say, my voice rich with lust.

Abby’s smile could light up the room as she stands to follow me. When she sees my room for the first time, she stops short in surprise. “Ooooh, nice,” she purrs. She walks over to the bed, pulls the covers back, and sits on the edge, legs well apart. She starts fingering herself, looks me in the eyes and says, “Come over here and let me fluff you long and hard and thick for my hungry pussy.”

I can’t turn that down. I walk over to the bed; Abby slides off it to her knees to get her head low enough, then engulfs my knob with her warm, wet mouth. She grabs my ass with one hand, squeezing hard, and fondles my balls with the other, rolling them in her fingers and caressing my sack. She hums in pleasure around my glans as she sucks on it and licks it all over; my prick starts to grow again, and she lets go of my ass to grip my lengthening shaft. “Mmmm,” she says, pulling off for a moment, “cock always tastes best flavored with pussy.” She goes back to sucking on my knob, bobbing her head a little as my shaft keeps growing, until at last I’m fully extended. She pulls her head away—still sucking, so that my helmet comes free with a lewd plop—and purrs, “Now, big boy, how do you want to fuck me?”