Good girl

Morgan pulled down George’s pants and underwear, she left them at his ankles as she moved in between his knees. George sat and enjoyed his lunch, letting the gorgeous, pink-haired girl do her job. Morgan kissed her way up, from his ankle, up to his knee, to his inner thigh, finally stopping when her face was right in front of his balls. “I said get to work, didn’t I?” With that encouragement, Morgan kissed his balls softly, then sticking out her tongue and massaging the skin. As George’s cock jumped at the touch, Morgan’s face looked more hungry. She sucked one of his balls in her mouth and played with it. She rotated from left to right ball, sucking and worshiping them. George had a hard time concentrating on his food, his cock throbbed, **** for the girl on her knees in front of him, to milk him dry.

Morgan worked her way up his shaft slowly, taking her time to explore every inch of his tool. She stroked his cock with both hands as her mouth massaged his balls. George moaned, swallowing his final bite and relaxing down in his chair more. He looked at Morgan and her eyes met his, “Am I doing a good job sir?” Her voice might have been the cutest thing he had ever heard. “You’re doing very good baby, now keep fucking going.” Morgan smiled brightly, clearly very happy with George’s reaction. She readjusted her position, let go of his cock with one hand and sucking the head of his cock into her mouth. “One thing baby, if you want to really be good for me, then no touching yourself… I want you nice and **** for me.” Morgan pouted but knew that she didn’t want to disappoint George, she decided that she was just going to suck his cock so well, he just had to let her cum.

George sat in amazement as this naked girl, with her gorgeous figure, deep throated his entire cock. She slammed herself on his dick, the head sliding all the way back in her throat and sucking it every time it moved out. Morgan spat on and stroked his cock, making wet slurping sounds. Her hands were busy playing with George’s heavy balls and everything was slick with spit. George pushed his hips upwards, his hands on the back of her head. Morgan sped up and his cock flew in and out of her throat. George moaned loudly, feeling his orgasm rising by the second, his legs shook as his balls got tighter. Morgan clearly noticed and she was relentless, slurping up his dick. Finally George's legs went weak and Morgan sucked his cock all the way down her throat, George groaned in pleasure as he felt the girl swallow four, maybe five loads of his thick cum. Everything went white for a second as George came harder than he maybe ever had. Morgan sat on her knees, cleaning of his cock and balls, milking every last drop of cum out of him.

With heavy breaths George recollected himself, he stared down at Morgan’s face, painted with a satisfied grin. George cock hung deflated in between his legs, he was slick with spit. Maybe he should’ve taken that shower after lunch. George noticed Morgan’s hips softly swaying, her expression turned **** again and as he looked down, George found a significant wet spot in between her thick thighs. “You’ve been such a good girl for me Morgan, such a good girl. I think its your turn…”