He cupped her head.

Chris gasped and placed a single head on her head. Expecting reprisal, he hesitated, thinking to remove his hand until he heard her moan in response. Keeping his hand there, he felt Morgan suck him more vigorously as he guided her, and his head lulled back as he released a deep, masculine groan. “Oh my God…”

Morgan smiled around him and captured his gushing precum in her hand. His shaft was wet now, and she spread his precum around while feasting on his balls. With her eyes closed, she could smell him more acutely and found herself aware of the subtle throbs and pulses that informed her of his approaching orgasm. He was close, and she felt his testicles tighten in preparation in her mouth. She gave each one more kissing before he sat up to stroke him with both hands.

Opening her eyes, Morgan stroked him directly into her face. Her small breasts bounced perkily with her movements. “Getting close, Chris?”

Chris nodded frantically. “Yes,” he whined.

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