You feel her lips.

Her hands are joined by her lips. Sliding up and down the first three inches as her hand holds it steady. You watch her head bob up and down, making out her features by the light of the movie. She builds up the nerve to take more and more. Her lips firmly plant against her hand as she goes down, and catch around the head. Her tongue flicks the tip before heading back down.

You feel a very familiar feeling, one you have come to know through your many nights alone... and the Internet. You barely make out a small whisper, "Nicky, I'm close." She lifts her left hand and shows a thumbs up, signaling she is ready.

Waves of pleasure come over you as you release your seed. Nicky's cheeks swell with your fluids. Soon, she empties them: swallowing every last drop.

Her head lifts up, "My turn." she says.