Suck Another One

Svetlana swallowed down the big load of hot cum she was holding in her mouth and let out a contended sigh. Already she was feeling less stressed than she had when she left Manhattan. Funny how making a man obtain an orgasm always seemed to relax her.

Glancing back over her shoulder, she saw that the hole to her left was now occupied. The skinny blonde jumped to her feet, took one long stride forward, and sank back down on her knees. Reaching up with both hands, she cradled the semi-hard cock between the tips of her long fingers.

As she drummed on the expanding shaft with the pads of her fingers, she called up through the opening. “You vant me to suck on this now?”

The man’s affirmative answer, somewhat muffled by the wall between them, caused the twenty-eight-year-old Russian emigre to smile. He sounded so ****; they always did. Still palpating the shaft, she leaned in a gave the head of the now hard cock a long, swirling lick. Like it was an ice cream cone.

She could hear the moans on the other side. Opening her mouth wide, she leaned further forward and took him inside. Closing her lips around the dick, she formed an air-tight seal and began rocking back and forth on her knees. Once again, her left hand came into play. Wrapping her slender fingers around the cock, she pumped and stroked it with her loose fist as she started sucking.

The man shuddered from that sensation; his hips twitching as she gobbled on his hot, hard cock. In no time at all, Svetlana could hear the man mumbling incoherently. Again, she was thrilled by how easy men are. A little mouth and hand action on her part, and they were reduced to mindless, babbling, quivering, masses.

*KNOCK*KNOCK*KNOCK*

Big green eyes flew wide open in surprise and her fist stopped in mid-stroke. A single thought flashed through her brain. “Already?”

Sperm splattering against the back of her throat snapped her out of her stunned state. Gagging slightly at the unexpected volley, she frantically resumed her stroking; using a ****-grip, she strangled that spewing snake. Urging the spunk to streak through the shaft and shoot into her mouth. Her sucking, siphoning, creating-a-vacuum, wet receptive mouth.

Svetlana rose up on her knees, her head bowed over the belching dick, swallowing and gulping down all the sticky slime he had to give her.

Pulling her head away, a thick puddle of frothy jizz in her mouth, she studied the deflating dick in her hand. As she watched, the last drop of the gooey stuff oozed from the tip and she slid her hand up, squeezing tightly.

She lapped that last globule of tribute off the glans and released the sated organ. It retreated through the opening and disappeared from view.