Ballsucking and deepthroat*

“This is like Christmas and birthday all rolled into one, getting to unwrap a package this big,” Ava moans. She traces the line of my bulge with a finger. “I have to see this . . .” She pulls down my boxer-briefs. She lies down between my legs and traces my dick with a fingernail, making it twitch. “That’s fucking beautiful,” she breathes. “So long . . . and thick . . . and . . . hard . . . That’s a cock to make pussies quiver in fear and cunts scream for joy . . .” I’m not exactly sure what that means, but it definitely sounds hot. She licks the underside of my cock from balls to tip.

“Ooooooh, you taste good,” Ava coos. She licks a large drop of pre-cum from the very tip, making my dick twitch. She laughs. “Salty and a little sweet. Just right. I think, Mr. Roberts, that you just might have the perfect cock. I can’t say for sure though without carefully inspecting your balls, too.” She gets up on all fours with her ass in the air and engulfs my balls with her warm, wet mouth. She sucks on them and rolls them on her tongue. She gives me a smoldering look and pulls on them. I groan; her eyes dance.

“You’re crazy hot doing that, you little minx,” I say huskily.

“If you like that, stud, you’ll love this,” Ava purrs. She shucks her pink garment and drives her head down on my dick. I feel my knob hit the back of her throat, and then she swallows me. I moan as she massages my cockhead with her throat muscles. She pulls off, coughs once, and says, “Put your hand on my head and **** me down. Feel free to manhandle me.”

Ava brings her mouth down on my shaft again. I put my hand on her head and **** her as far onto it as I can. She glucks and gurgles, but doesn’t gag. I let her up, then **** her down again.

“Fuck, you’re good at that, baby,” I moan. “I’d better let you stop before I cum.”

Reluctantly, she pulls off. “I’d love that . . . but for today, I think I want to save your cream for my little pussy.”