"I think a blow job would wipe that stressed look off your face"

She takes Ted's shock and pause as permission and with a creak from the matrress shifts down beneath the covers, making sure to drag those bra-less tits down your body as she goes. You harden instantly as you feel her hand wrap around your shaft, growing hard under her quick ministrations.

The hand pulls down and Ted's breath draws in sharply for a moment before he is silenced again as her own breath washes over his cockhead. The warmth was swiflty overtaken as her mouth envelopes him, washing her tongue over the bottom of the length.

Pulling back she kisses the tip before nuzzling his cock against her face, knowing that helps to ramp up Ted. He groans and threads his fingers into her long red hair, urging her to go back to sucking on his dick.

Kissing up from the base to the tip she obliged him and took it back into her mouth, enjoying the quiet moans she was able to get him to make.