Harry didn't let up, constantly using his hand to push her head deeper onto his penis. He grunted quietly whenever her tongue flicked across the tip of it, always thanking whatever god was out there for the opportunity to make this blonde-haired bimbo swallow his cock down her virginal throat.
Marigold actually found herself feeling more and more comfortable with the thing in her mouth as time passed. She continued to gag and choke on it as it filled her up, but a sort of haze was settling over her. One hand was between her legs, toying with the idea of touching herself. She had only touched her special places once or twice before this incredible afternoon, so without the vibrator her hands felt clumsy and amateurish by comparison. Still, the impulse persisted, as if a silent voice was telling her that she should... should fuck herself, that she had to fuck herself. Marigold couldn't believe what she was doing, but every time Harry's penis slid down the back of her throat again, she found herself licking the underside of it, wanting more. She was actually happy as Harry pushed his penis into her mouth over and over, as she looked up at him with hope and a strange, almost innocent desire in her eyes.
Without even meaning to, she found herself cradling his balls in one hand, stroking them and enjoying feeling them move in her palm. She loved their heat. They were so vibrant, like they were overflowing with life and energizing her.
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