His lungs collapsed with a grunt. And a jagged breath of air, heavy as metal, breezed through his nostrils and open mouth. Angel, quick on the draw, let loose a flood of saliva- simultaneously, gripping the base of his rod with her manicured fingers.
So, as he exhaled, she jacked his dick suddenly- pumping him with a mini orgasm.
Poor Nexus was caught between a sea and a mountain. His breath cut off. But his rod wheezed. Really, it was but a tiny trickle, but it packed the painful sweetness of a raging orgasm.
Mouth hanging open, he watched her head twirl in circular motions- stroking him drenched cock with her fluids.
For fuck's sake, come already! Panic flared through Angel's heart. Her vision had become distorted from all that bobbing and sucking. Her head was practically swimming at this point.
Shit, if he does not release RIGHT NOW, she gulped; I might wake the day after tomorrow!
Well, she was finished.
