Suck him

Mr. Crassle flicks your clit with his thumb and runs his tongue around the ridges of your ear. The sensations both send shivers up your spine and you squirm beneath his touch.

"You like to suck cock?" He asks and then answer his own question. "I bet you do. I bet a hot little girl like you loves to suck a cock. Isn't that right?"

"Yesss," you gasp, still squirming beneath his touch.

He grabs your hair and roughly jerks your head back. Your lips part.

"Yeah, get down there and suck it," he says, looking into your eyes.

He lets go of your head and you slide down his body, kissing his belly and smelling the musk trapped in his trimmed pubic hair. You kiss the top of his cock first, kissing at the base and up to the bulbous head. It's hard, but as you move to the underside and begin to flick out your tongue it grows even harder.

"Ohhhh yeah, sweetie," Mr. Crassle rests one hand on your head and the other on your ass as you are turned sideways on the bed. "Put in your mouth, baby."

You obey, engulfing the throbbing head of the older man's prick in the warm wetness of your teenage mouth. Your lips tighten as you slide your mouth down around his shaft, impaling yourself on his rigid dick. Your tongue works the upside as you begin a slow bobbing up and down.

Mr. Crassle moans and guides you up and down, gently at first, but with increasing urgency. He gags you a few times, but for the most part seems content to let you suck him at your own pace.

His fat cock begins to ooze with precum, a slimey, salty lliquid that coats your mouth and makes his prick slide in and out with even greater ease. You reach between his legs and gently squeeze his balls as you are sucking.

"That's right, my little cocksucker," he groans. "They're full of cum for you. It's all yours if you're a good girl."