Actually, she blows me first*

Abruptly, Cristiana changes her mind and sits up. “No, wait, baby,” she says. “I need to taste that cock first.” She drops to her knees before me and grabs my rod. With a wicked light in her eyes, she swirls her tongue around my knob several times, applying special attention to the sensitive underside.

I groan as Cristiana’s tongue plays with my glans, then louder when she engulfs it with her warm, wet mouth and sucks on it. She pulls her head off with a pop and says, “You like that, baby?”

“I’m not sure I’ve ever met a cocksucker like you,” I say huskily.

“Ohhh, baby,” she smirks, “I’m just getting started. And a cock this nice . . . I really want to do it justice.” She sucks on my cockhead again, then starts bobbing her head, twisting it as she goes. She twists her hand the opposite way as she wanks my shaft.

Cristiana moves her head all around my knob, eventually levering it out the side of her mouth. She kisses her way down the shaft, then back up and around and down the other side.

“Mmmmmm,” Cristiana purrs. “Tasty cock . . . I love the taste of raw horny man in my mouth . . . I love the way a big, thick cock feels, pulsing on my tongue, between my lips . . . Most of all . . . most of all, I love feeling it wedged in the back of my throat—swallowing it—feeling it throb . . . feeling a big, powerful dick at my mercy . . .” She wraps her lips around my shaft again and swallows it, taking me deep in her throat.

“Fuck!” I blurt out, then “Fuck!” again when Cristiana swallows hard several times. “Baby, I’m gonna blow soon,” I groan. “You’re an incredible cocksucker, but I want to save my cum for your tight little pussy.”

Cristiana pulls her head off. “Mmmm,” she purrs, lying back on the bed. “Cum and get it, tiger.”