How can you resist?

"Do it!" you grow,l pushing her to her knees. "Take your punishment like a good girl."

"Oh Oui," Gabrielle whispers softly as she reaches for your cock. She wraps her soft lips around the swollen head slobbers saliva all around the tip.

"Good girl," you moan, resting your hand on her head as it bobs up and down. You shift so you're leaning on the edge of the desk with your legs spread as far as the pants around your thighs will let them. Gabrielle shifts with you until she is kneeling between your knees with one hand working the shaft of your cock while her other cups your scrotum and gently rolls your swollen balls.

She's obviously a practised cocksucker. There's nothing tentative about her hands or mouth, and the wanton look of her dark eyes as she gazes at you makes your blood heat. The sight of her pink lips engulfing your shaft is incredible, and the way the ball of her thumb presses against the underside of your cock just below the fat head has you groaning with need.

But she's as accomplished a tease as she is a fellatrix. Sensing your mounting eruption she pauses for a moment or two to let you regain control before swirling her tongue around the engorged tip and engulfing you again. She brings you to the edge three times and lets you subside, her eyes excited and sinful as she looks up at you.

"I am so sorry M'sieur Entraîneur." Gabrielle purrs softly the next time she lifts her mouth from your cock, "I 'ope you can forgive poor Gabrielle for her wicked teasing." You grunt fiercely, willing to forgive her for anything as long as she continues. "Will you use poor Gabrielle's mouth like a putain M'sieur? Or splatter her pretty face to punish her?" You don't have time to answer her question before you feel your balls tighten. This time when your cock starts throbbing she doesn't slow her stroking, but wraps her lips around the tip and sucks on it like a human vacuum cleaner.