Start with a finger

"Well, I guess today is your lucky day," he replied.

At the same time, he plunged his thumb deep inside of her, feeling the tight muscle strain as he **** the thick digit into her well-lubricated hole.

"Ahhh!" She cried out as he stretched her sphincter, sticking out her ass further and wriggling her body to loosen up the tight muscle, making it easier for him to penetrate her deeply.

She thrust back against him until his thumb disappeared all the way into her ass. He wiggled it teasingly, feeling the hot velvety walls of her rectum on the tip of his finger. He angled his hand such that the thumb pressed on the forward wall just over her prostate and rubbed against it.

She squealed in surprise as he hit it, and when he began to rhythmically move his thumb in and out, rubbing against it with each inward thrust, she writhed and bucked her hips along with his hand.

"Ohhh fuck," she moaned, louder than before.

"Quiet," he whispered. "You don't want the whole town to know what you're doing out here, do you?"

"N-no, sir," she whimpered. She bit down on her lip trying to quiet her moans, but the desire to cry out in ecstasy and the fear of being caught fought each other, and her whimpers grew increasingly **** in the attempt.

"Do you like that?" He teased, continuing to thrust his finger into her slowly loosening hole.

"Yes!... Ahh...! Please... Please fuck me, sir..." she whimpered pathetically.

"No," he said abruptly. He gave a final thrust that brought one last cry of pleasure from her lips before he withdrew his hand. She let out a whine of complaint as he did so, but her gaze was fixated on him over her shoulder, as she awaited his next order.

"Kneel," he said, unbuckling his belt.

With an eager intake of breath, she hurried to obey, while he unbuttoned his trousers and exposed his erect cock. She stared up at him adoringly at his feet, her hands clasped behind her back in a posture of perfect submission.

"Fuck," he breathed. "Do you have any idea how sexy you look right now? I could watch you like this all day."

She blushed prettily and looked down demurely, but her hard cock betrayed her true feelings—it was standing straight up and pulsed in a slow rhythm.

"However," he continued, "my dick isn't going to suck itself. What are you waiting for?"

She licked her lips as she looked up at him with wide eyes. He did not move; he wanted her to act first. She hesitantly reached out, but he shook his head. "No hands."

She froze uncertainly, then nodded and put her hand behind her once more. He grinned. He hadn't told her to do that, but he loved her willingness to make herself **** to him.

She lifted herself off her haunches, slowly closing the gap to his cock. She extended her tongue, giving his glans a quick lick. She followed up by planting a gentle kiss on the head, then she looked up at him expectantly.

"Keep going," he growled. He didn't mind a bit of teasing, but his cock had been a bar of iron ever since she stripped for him in the street, and he needed more.

Eldwyn's lips curled into a pleased smile as she realized his desire for her. She leaned in and extended her tongue once more, swirling it over the underside of his cock. She did not stop there, slowly letting it slide past her lips into her warm, waiting mouth.

Lucas fought the urge to grab the back of her head and just use her face as a hole to fuck, but though he knew he would enjoy that—and he suspected she would too—he wanted to see what she'd do on her own. He clenched his hands and **** himself to stay still.

He looked down at her, reveling in the look of joy on her face as she worshiped his cock with her mouth. She slowly picked up the pace, caressing the sensitive head with her lips and tongue, maintaining eye contact with him all the while.

Finally, she dove deeper, her soft lips squeezing him as she bobbing her head up and down on his shaft, taking more and more of it into her mouth. Her eagerness to please him shone through: it didn't take long before Lucas felt the entrance to her throat on his glans. She gagged slightly, the brief contraction sending a wave of pleasure through him, but she didn't pull away, struggling to work past her natural reflexes to take his entire length.

She gazed fervently into his eyes as she worked to make her throat to accept him. She had managed it before, but he wanted her to do it on her own this time, without his help. She thrust herself forwards until the muscles in her throat pulsed and quivered around his member, but she immediately pulled back, gasping for air.