Give you oral rewards

“We need to reward such dedication, lover,” she breaths as your mouth is finally released. Her hips move up and off your member and they disentangle with a soft squelch. She bounces of your hips and quickly moves her body down along yours.
“For being such a good man, you’ll get to see how good I am at this.” She grabs your sticky staff in one hand and starts stroking it with tender care. Her eyes fixed at her work, she hangs above the tool in her hands on all fours. Her breasts hang down from her underneath her top and her legs look lean and sweaty sticking out from her skirt. She leans down to lick at your tip, and lap up the juices that are mingled on you.

“Mmm…I like your taste,” she licks her lips, and tastes again.
“And I don’t mind my own taste from….personal sessions.” You can’t believe she actually has a problem talking about masturbation after all you’ve done, but you can only smile at the angel before you. She leans down further and your tip starts penetrating her pursed lips. Her mouth is filled and her cheeks bulge from the size and she has not even reached her hand around your member. She starts bobbing up and down on your cock, using her tongue and letting you feel the hotness of her mouth. She’s good at what she’s doing, but also gets slowly repetitive as time goes on. Her technique is lovely, but with you recent release all it does is pleasure you and harden you. You breathe through your teeth and enjoy her ministrations, and she comes up for air and a lick, before taking you back in again. After a long time working and getting yourself thoroughly aroused, she stops.

“You ready to cum soon?” she asks with a mischievous grin.

“Not really, dear?” you answer with a little fear as to how she will react

“But am I not doing it good?”

“Deliciously so, but you must remember that I’ve cummed several times today.”

“That never stopped…the, uh…..guys I…” her voice trails off as she starts to blush. It’s a strange kind of cute that is shining through her face right now, and you let the little pang of jealousy slide.

There is a bit of silence.

“I...never let a man get far or even touch under my clothes….” She adds with a soft sigh.
“But I…used them to…practice.” Her face is stricken with a furrowed brow.
“f-for you…I w-wanted to be good…f-for you.” Her eyes starts to water, and a tear escapes down on her cheek.
“They s-said I was very good.”

“Dawn,” you add with a shake of the head and a smile towards her.
“Those were just boys, but I am a man. Don’t worry about being good enough, as you have me any way you want. I would even say that teaching you to please me, and only me, will be a much more fun sport than having all schooled out.”

“But I wanted to give you something special.”

“And you have, dear,” you smile and stroke away the wetness on her cheek.
“Just come here and be in my arms. That would be a much better reward.”

And so you get a happy teared teen crawling in to snuggle on your arm and wrapping her own around her body. Her naked breasts push against your side, and a deliberately lifted skirt gives your leg the access to touch her wet bush. You stroke your hand in languish touches along her back and you just stay there listening to each other’s breaths, and feeling the moving bodies touch with your skin.