She sucks you off

Without further delay, Abigail's left hand traveled down the front of my pants, slipping beneath the waistband of my boxers and gently caressing my throbbing cock with a delicate, yet forceful, touch. When I realized what she was doing, I instinctively attempted to push her away, but the grip that was around my waist held firm, preventing me from moving. My face contorted in pure embarrassment as I struggled to free myself from her grasp, the heat in my cheeks rising higher by the second.

"Stop it," I pleaded, my voice shaking.

Abigail gave me a coy grin. "Why would I stop what's already happening? You're enjoying this just as much as i am, Max."

Abigail then leaned forward slowly, and I watched as she pressed open her mouth wide, allowing her tongue to slide across the head of my cock, her lips parting and licking at its surface like a dog lapping water.

"What are you doing?" I demanded, my voice cracking slightly at the prospect of Abigail using my body in such a way.

"Giving you pleasure, darling," Abigail replied, her mouth sucking harder at my cock, eliciting groans of frustration from my throat and the occasional stifled cry. "Isn't it obvious?"

Abigail continued to suck at me, her wet, hot mouth working my shaft as she kept me firmly pinned in place with both arms that rested on her lap. She kept stroking my cock, sending waves of tingly pleasure through me every time.

"Nnn… Abigail," I whimpered, my voice breaking. "Please…"

Abigail pulled away from my cock, her eyes glistening with desire. "You're so cute when you beg, Max," she purred, her voice dripping with honey. "It makes me want to give you everything you want."

"But I don't want anything," I protested weakly, trying my hardest to resist, despite knowing how badly I desired her.

Abigail chuckled darkly. "Sweetheart," she murmured seductively, moving herself over me, pinning my thighs down with hers and pressing our bodies flush together. "You needn't lie to yourself. You'rself has desires; needs; wants."

Abigail pressed herself more firmly against me, her hot, damp mouth closing around my tip once more, and began to swirl her tongue about its circumference slowly, sucking hungrily and teasing the tip with her teeth. Every nerve in my body seemed to ignite into a blaze of ecstasy, and I moaned quietly, throwing my head back as the pleasure surged through me powerfully.

Abigail's mouth was still attached tightly to my cock, but her tongue was now circling around it, stroking it in a slow circular motion until I gasped and squirmed underneath her. Then, her mouth opened wider and faster, swirling around my shaft, taking full possession of my cock, her mouth working and slurping and licking my thick rod and balls.

I arched my back off the bed and moaned as my orgasm overtook me in a violent surge. Abigail hums in satisfaction as she eagerly swallows every drop of my juices, and continues feeding herself from my shaft, moaning lowly, licking and suckling and slurping my shaft.

She pulls away briefly from me to grab a cloth, which she wipes her mouth with with as she moves back to her task, cleaning myself up completely. As she does, she places my legs on either side of her hips, while I lay completely flat on my back, completely exhausted, gasping desperately for air, still trembling and panting.