Sarah smiled, it was so sensuous and sexy that I knew I would never forget how she looked in that moment, “Or perhaps some of both?”
“Yes!” I shouted, “Fuck, Sarah take my dick, my balls, take anything you want just suck me!”
She laughed and then swallowed as much of my dick as she could, holding the rest in her small hands.
This wasn’t my first blow job, but the way I felt, one would have thought it was.
I was on the edge, fighting to not grab her face and fucking her wildly until my cum coated her throat and oozed from her lips. It was a vision that I couldn’t seem to get past and I knew that I wasn’t going to last long.
She hollowed her cheeks, taking me deep until the tip hit the back of her throat and she moaned. The vibration had me seeing stars and the next thing I knew my hands were fisted in her hair and I thrust twice before shooting my load.
Sarah gagged but still managed to take a fair amount. And just like my fantasy, she had cum on her cheek and chin. I grabbed the sheet and helped her wipe her face.
“Fuck, Sarah, that was indescribable.”
She smiled. “I thought it might help you the next time someone looked my way.”
I raised a brow, “Someone like who?”
“I felt your jealousy on the bridge. There is no one else that I want to do that with, not Zack and not Heath.”
My heart ached for a moment so badly that I wanted to rub the ache away. What was this woman doing to me?