Without wasting any time Mircea took him full in her mouth while keeping her hand fisted at the base where her mouth couldn't quite possibly reach. However, this time she wanted to test the waters, and wanted to see how deep she could take him. Because she knew they fit perfectly together, their bodies molded in each other- as if they were made for each other.
Mircea's hair tickled his inner thighs as she bobbed her head up and down his shaft. She drew back to gasp in air, her mouth was slick with his pre-cum, then she looked up from her lashes at him. Frey was gazing down at her-his hand fisted in her hair.
"I want you to fuck my mouth." Her whisper was lighter than air. It set both their bodies on fire, taking a deep breath Frey held her face in his hand-ready to give her everything she wanted and more.
