"T-This is n-not right, Amy," Henry stammered as he complete his sentence, as Amy gave him one good lick, taking his pre-cum with her tongue. Her hands went up and down his sides and legs, rubbing his skin and making his body heat up.
"What are you saying? There is no right or wrong when it comes to you," Amy giggled then opened her mouth once again ready to take him whole.
Summoning all his might, Henry grasped Amy's head firmly with both hands, preventing her from reaching his shaft with her lips, which took Amy by surprise. Amy tilted her head, fixing a bemused gaze upon Henry.
Henry attempted to speak but found himself unable to form coherent words. He opened his mouth several times, but the sound failed to emerge.
Sensing his struggle, Amy shifted her position on the bed, moving closer to the center, and gestured for Henry to join her.
Henry positioned himself beside her on the bed and she asked, "What's wrong? Tell me."
