“Bend over the couch,” I command.
She does, and I make a mental image of her big ass up in the air with her pretty pussy poking out from her cheeks. I spread her legs apart a little so that I can bury my face in her wetness. I start by licking her clit, tracing circles around it with my tongue. When I flick it against the little pearl in the center, her moans turn into loud cries. I do it a few times, but she seems too sensitive to take anymore, so I change it up.
I move my thumb to her clit, giving it some more attention while I move my tongue to her entrance. Sliding it inside, I slowly fuck it in and out of her.
“Oh, God, Dylan! Just like that!”
I love how vocal she is—never afraid to ask for what she wants.
I make sure not to move or change a thing. I know she needs it just like this to be able to come. Even though I’m getting an insane cramp in my tongue, I keep going, determined to finish her.
Soon enough, I finally send her over the edge. Her body quakes as shivers of pleasure shoot through her limbs. I feel her tightening around my tongue and taste her release.
“You taste so fucking good,” I say, lapping up her juices.
As I lean back, she turns around with a familiar wicked grin on her lips. I love that grin because it shows all of her confidence. I know that pregnancy has been a lot of adjustment for her, and sometimes, she may question how sexy she is. But I’ll always be here to remind her.
Seeing that smile shows me that she is back to feeling herself. It also tells me she’s about to take me on a wild ride.
Quickly, she unbuttons my jeans and yanks them off before doing the same thing to my shirt. When I’m naked, she pushes me down so that I’m sitting.
Pushing my legs apart, she gets on her knees. Her green eyes lock onto mine as my cock disappears into her mouth. Her tongue ring slides across the head, driving me crazy.
I push her hair out of the way, so that I can see every inch of her beautiful face.
I put my thumb on her cheek to slow her down for a second.
“Everything okay?” She asks with a couple soft kisses to the tip.
“Just don’t want to forget how perfect you look right now.”
There’s that wicked little grin again. “I’ve got an idea.”
“What’s that?”
She reaches over onto the coffee table and grabs my phone. Handing it to me, she says, “Record it.”
“Huh?” I ask in disbelief.
“Make a little movie of me sucking your cock. That way, you’ll never forget, and you can watch it whenever you want.”
“Fuck, Leah. I don’t think you could possibly be any sexier.”
I’ve done a lot with women over the years. Want me to tie you up? Done. Want me to use toys? No problem. Public sex? Absolutely.
But I’ve never had a woman want to make our own porn together.
Fuck, I’m not complaining, though. With a video of Leah, I’d never need to watch internet porn again.
I open the camera app and press record. I center her face on the screen to get the perfect view. My cock slides in and out of her mouth between her red lips while her big eyes stare up at me. It takes everything I have not to blow my load. I hold on for dear life as she sucks me like it’s her fucking job.
Just when I’m close, she pulls out and moves her attention to my balls. Slowly, jerking me with one hand, she runs her tongue across the sensitive skin below.
I’m still trying to record, but at this point, I’m not even sure what I’m filming. I can barely concentrate on anything besides how good it feels. I try to make sure to get a shot of her ass poking out, but I have no idea if I get any of it.
When I’m just about to fall apart, she stands up and turns around. Facing away from me, she sits down on my cock. I have the perfect view of her ass as she starts bouncing up and down. Her cheeks jiggle with every move. I toss the phone down because I’m going to need both hands for this. She braces herself on my knees so she can slide me in and out from tip to balls.
“God damnit, girl,” I moan. “That feels so fucking good.”