Women Seeking Women #76

Her mouth closed around him, tongue working slow and steady as she took him deeper. She kept her rhythm even, lips sliding back and forth with just the right amount of pressure. He lay still except for the occasional twitch of his hips, giving her room to work. The heat of her mouth felt slick and urgent, a slick heat that pulled at him in waves. When she glanced up, her eyes caught his and held them. He reached down, fingers threading through her hair, guiding but never forcing.