Yes, let Tayla take your pants off

All I could manage was a little squeak of an 'okay'. At least she took that as an acknowledgement that I was on board for this. I was a little worried of course and feared that it would be something Tayla would reflect on as a mistake but hearing her word it out the way she did, I suddenly couldn't deny my urges.

She grabbed the sides of my face and resumed kissing me like she had done just before. Her kisses may have been a little sloppy due to the **** consumed but they still felt good as ever.

Her hands travelled down to my chest as she started to unbutton my shirt.

Wow this was really happening... I lent her hand and undid some of the other buttons so I could get my shirt off even quicker. It led to her hands ending up in a place they had been just once before. Tayla unclipped my jeans and unzipped me.

With a hand right on my crotch, she moved her body weight off me and moved to the floor in front of the couch to get me out of these jeans. They were a little tight so there was a bit of yanking involved while I slipped my arms out of the shirt. She didn't waste time taking my black briefs off as well and I assisted by lifting my butt in the air so they came off easy.

Being summer here over the holidays, it was the perfect temperature inside and out so I didn't feel chilly whatsoever when I was left without a single piece of clothing on me.

My hard shaft was pointing up in the air as Tayla ran her fingernails down my legs, smirking at my erection.

"Looks kind of familiar," she teased, as her right hand gripped my member, "Ooh yeah... very familiar."

Tayla's hand travelled up and down my poll, gripping it tightly. I was so conflicted as I watched her jerk me. Firstly, amazed that this was happening again but also a little frightened that someone would walk into the house to see me naked and her in front of me. But that second thought was being drowned out more and more as Tayla worked on me, especially when her head went down into my lap.

She stuck out her tongue, teasing the side of my shaft. My body shivered with the tickling sensation of her tongue up against me. Up and down the shaft, until she stopped at the top. My head was the most sensitive part of my cock and Tayla knew it.

The brunette further teased it, looking up into my eyes with a lot of cheek. Then her head went further downwards, this time taking me into her mouth. She started to slowly bob up and down, pressing those thick lips tightly against the foreskin of my cock.

Tayla pushed a few strands of her hair away from the front of her face. The baseball cap was actually doing a pretty good job of keeping her hair in place as she went down on me.

I could hear the sounds of slurping a little louder as she went further down my length, at a quicker pace. Every few seconds, I would see her look up at me, she'd be staring at my mouth wide open in the moment.

The last two girls to suck me off were now Tayla and of course, Rose. Suddenly I had a flashback of what Declan told me, how he said that Rose was a better cock sucker and Tayla was jealous of that knowing her friend had gotten off Declan with her mouth before.

I wondered if she was trying to show me that she could suck a dick better than others. Tayla was sure going for it now as I felt her take me all the way down her throat, holding it there. She made a little gagging noise before pulling back up. The amount of spit and saliva made it so easy for her hand to slip and slide back up and down my length as she looked at me.

"Fucking hell Tay..." I told her, "That feels incredible."

Her smile widened, retaining eye contact with me, "I don't want you to cum yet... I want to do more with you."

Hearing her say that, I thought of something I wanted to try with her that I had been slowly getting practice at and would also save me from blowing my load too early.