Let him make the next move

Laying there, you watch as Alan rips off his clothes in a matter of seconds. He walks over so he?s standing right above you and grabs onto the counter. He lowers himself until his raging hard-on is just inches above your face. Purring, you reach for him with your tongue when he suddenly pulls away.

He winks at you, then walks over to the fridge and opens it. Seconds later he emerges with a can of Reddi Whip. You don?t even remember that being in there! But you have little time to care as he shakes the can and spreads whipped cream down the lengths of his shaft. Returning to his prior position, he bends down again, aiming towards your open mouth.

As you take in the great white dick, the myriad of sensations overwhelm you. The hardness of his cock. The slickness of the cream, moistening your tongue. The soft head of his penis rolling around your cheek. You can taste pre-cum as well as he bobs up and down, as though making love to your mouth. You?ve had better desserts, though none you?d really trade for at the moment. He covers his cock again with cream, but this time you hold it in your hand and teasingly lick it off, causing his legs to spasm with each lap of your tongue. In response, he reaches back and strokes your breasts, though you?re not sure how this is retaliation. Now clean, you take him as far as you can, rolling your tongue down his head. Losing balance, he leans forward, propping himself up with his hands.

Sitting up slightly, resting your shoulders against the cabinets, you tighten your grip and begin stroking him with authority. Holding out your tongue, you slap his dick against it before resuming your blowjob. Shouting to some deity, he arches his neck and breathes out, which suggests approval. You continue your rapid pace, alternating between pounding him with your hand and pounding him with your tongue. Soon, his labored breaths turn to moans, then soft whimpers, as you furiously rub his cock on your tongue.

He screams, followed by the oh so familiar pulsating sensation. You can see the nerves pumping as your tongue is bathed with his sweet nectar. Gripping him tight, you squeeze out the few last drops, then swallow him whole. Licking him again causes him to jump back, landing on his ass in the process. Laughing, he grabs your hands and pull you on top of him, joining your lips together again.

?You?re going to be late for work,? you grin, not really caring all that much.

He grins back. ?I played sick before I left, so I should be able to just call in and get the rest of the day off. In the meantime, what?s for lunch??