With a playful reprimand that hid her secret arousal.

Daisy laughed, too, and sucked him back into her mouth. She made a few wet swipes before surfacing with a smile. “Mm. Just so you know, this is the most god awful dirty talk I’ve ever heard.” She licked her lips. “You want me to talk about my family tree? To tell you how sexy it is and how horny my babies are?” She rolled her eyes. “Men.” Then, parting her lips, she sucked him back into her mouth.

As she sucked him, Daisy had a twinkle in her eyes. It was strange for her to imagine her own daughters as sexual entities, but it wasn’t entirely impossible. If she was honest with herself, which she always tried to be, she could see the appeal in forming a harem from her family. Each of them was objectively attractive in their own right and were well-endowed by legacy. Furthermore, at this point, there was little Dylan could do to hurt her image of him. Even this sort of arrogance endeared her to him, as worrying as that was for her.

Watching her suck, Dylan groaned. “Damn, your mouth feels good!” As he said it, she went deeper, teasing him at the edge of her throat and holding there for a moment to gag lightly before returning to his head. She sucked him eagerly despite her teasing, and Dylan enjoyed her in return. He squeezed and groped her, and he spanked her before lifting her blouse to manhandle her hanging breasts. “Then how about this question: what size bra do you wear?”

“Mm,” Daisy moaned as he teased her long, stiff nipples. She slurped his grown and gave him a long lick before letting her hands take over. It was no surprise to her that he would ask. Since age fourteen, men have been fascinated with her breasts, which seemed to grow in almost overnight. Every man she has been with has tried to sneak a peak at her bra. She licked his crown again before answering, “Mm. An EE cup.”

Dylan, hands on her bosom, balked. “EE?” He shoved her tits together afterward and then released them to watch them swing and sway as she sucked. “God damn,” he said, laughing. “I didn’t even know they made them that big?” Reaching down, Dylan took hold of himself by the root and joined her in stroking him. Daisy smiled and held herself at his crown, tickling his urethra with her tongue. “Fuck, no wonder you need a bigger man,” he growled. “Woman as thick as you can’t waste her time on tiny-dick men.”

After a small laughing, Daisy purred around him and stared him in the eye. Dylan stared back, grinning his cocky grin and holding her by the hair to move her. Daisy followed his lead, panting and drooling on him, slobbering as she went. It was clear how much she enjoyed his dick, and equally clear was how much he enjoyed her, too. “We match though, don’t we, Daisy? Big dick and big tits!”

Slurping her way off of his cock, Daisy drew a deep breath and then gasped, “Very big!” Then, she returned him to her mouth and swallowed him to his fingers. Dylan was holding himself by the center of his shaft and watched in wide-eyed shock as she took him. When she surfaced smiling, his dick was gleaming. Taking his crown, she sucked him wetly, nursing him as she watched his expression. He removed his hand, however, and let her take control, and she began to suck him and stroke him in tandem, moving carefully to avoid her throat but drooling down his shaft as she went.

As blowjobs went, it was messy but skillful. She sucked him with clear affection but held him in place, wanting to taste his cum when it was offered. In her youth, Daisy had swallowed to prevent the mess. As she got older, she came to enjoy the power it gave her over the boys she had been with. Hearing them stammer and feeling them shake gave her authority she rarely had. For Dylan, however, she held a different hunger.

Nothing gave her power over Dylan, but even then she favored him. She enjoyed how he tasted and had found that his orgasms triggered orgasms for her. In thanks for the pleasure he gave her, she would swallow his load every time out of an earnest desire to please him. It helped that he had good cum, rich and creamy. She liked how it stuck to her throat, and she took comfort in the way it warmed her belly as it settled.

Taking him to the edge of her throat, she stared him in the eyes. It was a joy to have him stretch her and fill her. His size alone was worthy of praise, but staring him in his blue eyes as she worked him left her feeling giddy and young. He swelled, and so did her heart as she moaned around him, stroking him into her mouth and tickling him with her wet, nimble tongue.

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