21-04-2022, 10:10 PM
"Oh, you're doing it perfectly, baby," he cooed into her ear. Hem responded by sucking hard and her tiny hand circled that portion of Mohan's cock not in her mouth and began to jerk him off. It was instinctual on her part, and more importantly, Hem was enjoying it. She felt a strong satisfaction in returning the favor to Mohan; after all, he had eaten her to a couple of magnificent cums, and now that she was a real woman, she wanted to return the favor.
Hem was so engrossed in her mastering the art of sucking cock that she didn't hear him the first time he spoke to her.
Taking him from her mouth again, she said, "What?"
Mohan patiently replied, "Keep it out of your mouth for a moment. I want to see you licking it."
Hem licked the head as if it were an ice cream cone.
"That's great," he said. "Now, just run your tongue up and down it, all the way. Then take it into your mouth and suck hard. Maybe do that a couple times, okay?"
Eager to please, and anxious to learn, Hem said, "Oh, yeah, for sure."
Donna gripped his shaft by its base, and sent her wet, pink tongue out to flicker over the sides of his cock from the base to the crown, reveling in the sound of his groans of pleasure.
'If this is all it takes to make a guy happy, I've got it made, ' she thought, and then attacked the head of his member as his body began to tremble.
Her tongue was moving like a snake, coating every inch of his velvety soft, yet hard as steel cock with a fine patina of sweet, warm saliva. So attuned was she at this juncture that she could feel the blood throbbing through Mohan's cock.
"Do my balls," Mohan gasped, no longer trying to control his voice. "Lick them, just like my cock."
Without the slightest hesitation she moved to his testicles, holding the soft globes in the palm of her hand and examining them carefully before applying her tongue to them, licking softly, knowing they were delicate beings, and feeling the joy of having him trust her to handle his 'crown jewels.'
She took his groans to mean that she was doing it right and soon became a little more adventurous with his love sacs, opening her mouth wide, and taking both balls into her mouth.
"Suck my cock again, hurry!"
Reluctantly, she relinquished his balls and took him into her mouth.
Mohan reached down and fondled her breasts as she sucked him off, surrounding his aching-to-cum cock with her clinging, pink lips and drawing him inward, tickling his balls as her cheeks from the effort. Her jaw was getting tired, and while she thought it would be nice to suck him for hours, she knew intuitively that the moment was near at hand.
Hem brushed her long hair out of her eyes, sensing somehow that Mohan would love watching his cock slide in and out of her oval shaped mouth. The first four inches of his prick slid into her hungry mouth easily enough. She realized that if she inclined her neck a certain way, she wasn't gagging when he went in a little deeper.
'Deep Throat, eh, ' she thought and shivered when the head of his cock nudged the back of her throat. Her hand reached for him and found his balls. 'I've got all of it down there!' she told herself and gloated. 'Wait till I tell Riddhi about this; she'll have a pissy fit.'
She also realized how nice it felt to have Mohan playing with her tits while she blew him.
"Hem!" he called out.
"Hem! I'm almost there!'
Her tongue was dancing over the taut skin again and she could feel the blood rushing its way to the tip. Mohan held off as long as possible, though Hem was driving him crazy with her lips, teeth and tongue, using varied, almost expert combinations of pressure, smoothness and friction.
Hem was wondering what it would taste like when Mohan squeezed her shoulder and groaned. She felt a fresh drop of something warm and salty in the back of her mouth, but ignored it for the moment. Mohan's face was red as a beet, and his body was so taut that she thought he was going to snap in two.
His prick began to move with even greater speed; a few short strokes put him over the edge, and then he was releasing his long pent up fluids. He felt two strong spasms of delight, each launching an incredibly thick stream of hot cum into Hem's up-to-then virginal mouth.
Hem gagged. It was hot and salty, and much too much for her. The sperm rocketed to the back of her throat then flowed forward, spilling out of her mouth and onto her chin and trickling down her slender neck to form a sticky puddle between her heaving breasts. Yet Mohan continued spewing his cum into her until Hem was sure she was going to drown in his cum.
Hem was so engrossed in her mastering the art of sucking cock that she didn't hear him the first time he spoke to her.
Taking him from her mouth again, she said, "What?"
Mohan patiently replied, "Keep it out of your mouth for a moment. I want to see you licking it."
Hem licked the head as if it were an ice cream cone.
"That's great," he said. "Now, just run your tongue up and down it, all the way. Then take it into your mouth and suck hard. Maybe do that a couple times, okay?"
Eager to please, and anxious to learn, Hem said, "Oh, yeah, for sure."
Donna gripped his shaft by its base, and sent her wet, pink tongue out to flicker over the sides of his cock from the base to the crown, reveling in the sound of his groans of pleasure.
'If this is all it takes to make a guy happy, I've got it made, ' she thought, and then attacked the head of his member as his body began to tremble.
Her tongue was moving like a snake, coating every inch of his velvety soft, yet hard as steel cock with a fine patina of sweet, warm saliva. So attuned was she at this juncture that she could feel the blood throbbing through Mohan's cock.
"Do my balls," Mohan gasped, no longer trying to control his voice. "Lick them, just like my cock."
Without the slightest hesitation she moved to his testicles, holding the soft globes in the palm of her hand and examining them carefully before applying her tongue to them, licking softly, knowing they were delicate beings, and feeling the joy of having him trust her to handle his 'crown jewels.'
She took his groans to mean that she was doing it right and soon became a little more adventurous with his love sacs, opening her mouth wide, and taking both balls into her mouth.
"Suck my cock again, hurry!"
Reluctantly, she relinquished his balls and took him into her mouth.
Mohan reached down and fondled her breasts as she sucked him off, surrounding his aching-to-cum cock with her clinging, pink lips and drawing him inward, tickling his balls as her cheeks from the effort. Her jaw was getting tired, and while she thought it would be nice to suck him for hours, she knew intuitively that the moment was near at hand.
Hem brushed her long hair out of her eyes, sensing somehow that Mohan would love watching his cock slide in and out of her oval shaped mouth. The first four inches of his prick slid into her hungry mouth easily enough. She realized that if she inclined her neck a certain way, she wasn't gagging when he went in a little deeper.
'Deep Throat, eh, ' she thought and shivered when the head of his cock nudged the back of her throat. Her hand reached for him and found his balls. 'I've got all of it down there!' she told herself and gloated. 'Wait till I tell Riddhi about this; she'll have a pissy fit.'
She also realized how nice it felt to have Mohan playing with her tits while she blew him.
"Hem!" he called out.
"Hem! I'm almost there!'
Her tongue was dancing over the taut skin again and she could feel the blood rushing its way to the tip. Mohan held off as long as possible, though Hem was driving him crazy with her lips, teeth and tongue, using varied, almost expert combinations of pressure, smoothness and friction.
Hem was wondering what it would taste like when Mohan squeezed her shoulder and groaned. She felt a fresh drop of something warm and salty in the back of her mouth, but ignored it for the moment. Mohan's face was red as a beet, and his body was so taut that she thought he was going to snap in two.
His prick began to move with even greater speed; a few short strokes put him over the edge, and then he was releasing his long pent up fluids. He felt two strong spasms of delight, each launching an incredibly thick stream of hot cum into Hem's up-to-then virginal mouth.
Hem gagged. It was hot and salty, and much too much for her. The sperm rocketed to the back of her throat then flowed forward, spilling out of her mouth and onto her chin and trickling down her slender neck to form a sticky puddle between her heaving breasts. Yet Mohan continued spewing his cum into her until Hem was sure she was going to drown in his cum.
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