Harry escalated the situation.

“Your tongue feels so good,” Harry groaned.

Mari was amazed to find that she actually enjoyed the compliment. As she stroked and sucked his angry red cock, she was overjoyed to hear that she was actually pleasing him. It made the fiery pleasure between her legs intensify even more, and it was a feeling that she wouldn’t have given up for the whole world.

“But I still think we’re not quite even,” Harry said, running his hand through her hair. He was right and Mari knew it. He had given her so much, and even this feeling of gagging on his hard member had become a sort of gift. She knew that it was only polite to repay someone for a gift like that. Whatever he wanted, she knew that she would give it to him. He was such a good man for doing this to her.

“Anything,” she breathed in the brief moment that it had popped out from between her lips, when a trail of saliva connected his shaft to her tongue, when she gasped for air. It was just a second. Soon she was pleasuring him and herself again, repaying him for everything even though it wasn’t enough to measure up to what he had offered her.

Harry smiled. “I know,” he said.