Climb on My Stepfather (Ashley and Alex)

Chapter 40

Chapter 19

Once she frees my stiff cock, her tongue trails up and down my flesh. From the base and then up to the tip, and then repeating the motion once more before wrapping her lips around my cockhead.

Sometimes I can't believe that she doesn't have much experience with giving blowjobs. She's a pro at it. She knows how to move her head at just the right pace, how hard to suck, and ways to move her tongue which brings me closer to the edge with each motion.

Abby swirls her wet tongue and proceeds to suck me harder, filling the room with her moans and slurping sounds. I can barely keep my hips from bucking; I struggle to keep myself still for fear of cumming before I'm ready.

"Abh, Abby, that feels so fucking good," I groan, wondering how much more I can take before I explode. I feel her smile around my cock and then she moves her mouth down my shaft as far as she can go.

My hips thrust upward, causing her to gag a little, and my hands find their way into her hair. She has a wild, determined expression on her face, and I know that she wants to give me the blowjob of a lifetime.

She's getting more into it, jerking the base of my cock while her lips tighten and slide up and down. Almost as if her one goal in life is to drain me of every drop of my seed.

"You're such a good girl, Abby," I groan while brushing her hair away from her face. "I love having your sweet mouth on my cock."

a garbled sound slips

back until just the

her tongue moving over my

orgasm is so intense that I feel like my balls might burst from the pressure. I grunt loudly,

and slide down her throat. She

licking

that," I tell her while sliding the top up

perky, full tits sway back and

to the floor and lean down, pulling one of her pebbled nubs between my lips. A soft yelp escapes her when

between my fingers and then slide my hand down her smooth body and unzip her pants. She lifts her hips and I push the pants down her thighs until they

her pussy through the fabric. Feeling her slick wetness coating the thin

finger traces small circles around

her, slowly circling her entrance. My voice is husky and deep and