Helen's lips hovered just above the tip of Junior's cock, her warm breath sending electric shivers through his body. She hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking up to meet his, as if silently asking for confirmation. He nodded, his voice catching in his throat. "Please…"
Her tongue darted out tentatively, tracing the sensitive ridge before she took him into her mouth. The warmth and wetness of her lips wrapped around him was almost overwhelming, and Junior couldn't suppress the low groan that escaped his lips. He sank back against the pillows, his hands gripping the sheets tightly.
