Chapter 60: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 11, Celebrations

I try to take the cock in front of me in my hands, but Michael seizes my wrists, raising my arms over my head, pressing them down on the bed. "Don´t move from that position," he instructs. He sounds stern, but his eyes are twinkling.

"Tighten your lips."

I wrap my lips around my teeth, and Michael pushes himself between, using my mouth to pleasure himself. The ridge of his cock-head squeezes past my lips and back again, in and out again, and all the time, he is flowing more heavily, a steady trickle of briny pre-cum, which gradually settles to my throat.

He withdraws for a moment. "Swallow," he says, watching my face. I gulp, and he pushes back inside.

My pussy is electrifying under my Master´s attentions, sending stabs of pleasure spiking through me. Two fingers inside, scraping my sweet spot, he works my bud with his tongue, winding circles with the tip. The fleshy hood held back with a thumb, my naked clit quivers and pulses as he licks and flicks and sucks.

My breathing i