She Is The Past

Blonde slid her mouth down my cock, making me hiss with ecstasy.

Her tongue flickers over my tip, making my toe curl and grip her hair tighten. I notice she has her hand between her legs, fingering herself. The sight of that makes my wolf growl with desire. And when she licks over my tip again and sucks on it, my body goes wild to this nerve-wracking pleasure. She may be a virgin, but she knows her stuff.

"Blonde, I'm going to fuck your mouth. Just open it wide to take it all," I blurt out between my teeth. Obediently, she does as I say. I hold her head steady as I move my hips and shove my dick deep down her throat. She gags, tears come to her eyes, but she closes her lips greedily around my shaft. Her arousal hits my senses, totally overwhelming me. Rasping breath leaves my nose as I grind her mouth faster. Saliva is a lubricant allowing me to go as deep as possible.

When I bend my head to her, our eyes clash.

In hers, there is raw lust