She sucked his balls.

Pants opened, Daisy released him to use both hands to reveal him. His pants came down with his boxers, and his fat cock fell out fully erect and landed with a heavy smack across her forehead. Daisy winced and smiled as Dylan laughed above her. Holding him again, and marveling at his warmth and size, Daisy took to stroking him with both hands, working him from crown to root as she did. “Fuck, Dylan,” she cooed. “This right here is why you deserve to be arrogant. Jesus. No matter how many times I see it, I just can’t get over how big you are.”

Holding him to one side, Daisy tilted her head to lick and suck his shaft and root. She tasted him with a moan, slobbering and slurping on his pubic hair, drinking him in and stroking him slowly as she went. Her movements were sallow and gentle, meant to sustain him while she indulged herself. Dylan offered her no complaints or advice and only watched her, intoxicated by his own power and by her incredible beauty.

Daisy found his balls and suckled one and then the other as she stared him in the eyes. She hungered for him and devoured him with sloppy kisses. Slobbering on him, she wet his balls and drooled down her chin. When finished, she sat back to stare down his shaft and stroke him. Kissing him on the crown, she let semen gather on her lips before spitting down his length in a lewd display of want.

Her saliva mixed with his precum as she stroked him. Though he was already large, the added shine of their combined fluids made him appear even larger in her dainty hands. Daisy smiled and held him by the root to enjoy his length. Using her free hand, she cupped his balls and weighed them, suddenly hungry for a fresh load. Based on their weight, she felt he was ready to supply.

She licked her lips before kissing him again. “Christ, Dylan, do you happen to know what kind of horse your father was?”

Dylan laughed. Her colorful language was always good to amuse him. It helped that she kept licking his crown and drinking down his precum, too. “He was the kind of horse that was good for fucking MILFs in the back of their cars.”

Licking him again, Daisy smiled around his crown. “Mm. Sounds like the right kind of horse to me.” She took to stroking him with one hand while holding him steady with the other. “I just hope that you take after him.”

“I do,” said Dylan, shuffling toward her and removing her hands. He took hold of his dick with his left hand, and he held her head in with his right. Leaning forward, he wagged his dick in her face. “But first, I like to teach them whose boss.”

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