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I bent down, taking a lick. It didn’t taste like frosting, but it was still sweet, like a flavor of candy I could not describe. Iwrapped my hand around the base of the head and slowly put it into my mouth.

Valpar groaned, his hips raising upwards.

I no longer cared if Valpar woke up, I was too busy savoring his taste. More leaked into my mouth and, as it did, I was able to take him deeper.

I hummed, his come coating my throat. It was relaxing the muscles, helping my throat take more of him, and I was both intrigued and horny at the idea of getting more of him inside me.

I cupped his heavy sack, kneading them. Valpar groaned and his hand reached for my head.

“Little fairy, what are you doing?” he rasped while trying to push me lower.

Mmm, more.

“Bassza, you are trouble,” he growled louder. “You will be punished for this.”

My body trembled and my heart raced at his dominance. The thought of being punished filled me with excitement, and I knew I would do anything to please him.

Best decision ever!

I let out a small whimper, my eyes locked on his and the heat that came from them made my clit pulse with desire. I longed to touch between my legs, and I slowly took my hand away from his balls and reached between my legs.

“No!” he barked.

I let go of him with a pop.

“You do not pleasure yourself. You are not allowed to touch yourself. Now suck.”

I panted and placed my hand back on his balls. My pussy fluttered, wanting to be touched but I was too entranced by his command. No one has ever talked to me that way, and I really loved it.

I took more of him into my mouth, my lips skimming the veiny, bumpy shaft, my tongue stroking the underside, savoring every inch of his arousal. My hands gripped his thighs, pulling him closer, wanting more, needing more.

“You like that don’t you, being told what to do.” He gritted his teeth while I sucked.

Valpar’s breaths were ragged, and his hands tightened in my hair, pushing me closer to him. I could sense his desire growing, his body trembling beneath me. The knowledge that I was causing him such pleasure only fueled my hunger.

“Female, look what you do to me.” His words were a mix of anger and lust, his voice a deep, gravelly growl that sent shivers down my spine. “You’ve started something you have to finish, little fairy. You have to take me deep.”

With renewed determination, I took him deeper. I don’t know how I was taking him all. He was freaking huge. His length stretching my lips, my throat constricting around him. His groans turned to grunts. I wanted him, needed him, and nothing would stop me from having him.

“That’s it, drink me in.”

Valpar’s hips bucked, thrusting harder into my mouth, his body tense. I gripped his thighs, pulling him further into me, my mouth moving in a frenzy, my lips slick with our combined desire.

More of his leaking come filled my mouth, it soothed the tightness in my throat to let him slide deeper. I dared not touch my neck, because if I did, I knew I would feel him at the base of it.

“Drink all of my seed, don’t waste a drop,” he said with a strained voice.

Valpar’s body shook, and I could feel his release building as his sack contracted under my hands.

With a final, desperate effort, I took him to the base, my throat expanding to accommodate his size. I hummed when I felt his release, hot and thick, coating my throat.

His come soothed my throat aching from his large shaft. I panted when I pulled away and licked my lips. For a first blow job, I hope I did okay because I very much enjoyed it myself.

Ten out of ten I would do it again.

Then, with a soft growl, Valpar’s hand went to the back of my neck, his lips brushing against my ear.

“What a naughty little fairy you are,” he whispered, his voice filled with both warning and promise. “I think it’s time to face your first punishment.”

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