Rosalind licked my glans, in little strokes of up and down, exactly the way a child would lick their ice cream.
"What kind of magic is this? What are you doing to me?" I asked her.
"What are you talking about?" Rosalind questioned me as she held my dick with her little hands.
"Don't play innocent. I know you're using some kind of aphrodisiac magic to keep my dick hard-"
Chomp
Rosalind put the top of my dick in her mouth and swirled around her tongue over my urinary hole.
Her small oral cavity was wet and simply speaking, a cave of a mushy mushy hotch potch.
"Wat…aaIm…noot…doing…slurp slurp…abything…" Rosalind tried to swallow my dick in but there was only so much that could enter her tiny mouth.
"Seriously? Then why am I still hard?" I put my hand over Rosalind's head and guided her like a responsible adult.
