Their playtime was over, he laid on the bed and she reclined in repose as he had made her feel delightful. The wine and liquor had been consumed along with the other treats after their time of sweating and sighing, they were sleepy and knew that bedtime was around the corner.
As the lights dimmed, his large frame loomed in the shadow of her smallness. Yes, he was big, larger than she had experienced before. She was used to smaller men, not smaller cocks, just smaller frames on the bones. The width of his back didn't escape her grasp, she held her web of eroticism in captivity like a sticky spider web catches a fly to only to suck him dry.
So, as the small light came through the doorframe and lit the room slightly, she was able to see enough to bring her hand over the crisp white sheets and pull back the bedspread, blanket, and sheet. His skin was excessively warm, almost glowing as she felt on the palm of her hand. As she found his back and pelvis, she pulled his hip to her and he willingly rolled to his back, subconsciously it seemed.
As her hand rolled down his hip, inward to his cock she found he was rigid in anticipation of what she would be doing to him. His balls she took in her hand and rolled them up to his shaft and then rolled them back down again. As marbles in a gunny sack, she played with his skin over and again. Then, taking her palm, she pulled his sac up toward his shaft and let it fall. Pressing down on his penis and moving her hand upward, she felt a drop of slick dew peek out from the end of his cock and with that, she took that wetness and rolled it around on top of his meatus.
This was all she needed to start her licking...just a drop of precum, as she tasted it, it was sweet. She slurped and slurped as more of this delightful candy made its way out into her mouth and onto her tongue.
Now, she had his dick in her hand and was sliding her hand up and down slowly as she licked the tip of his penis like an ice cream cone. A-one-and a-two and a-three, and on it went, up and down, side to side, wetting her mouth with her own saliva, making more and more spit as she went, she was becoming wet herself. Sucking harder, she felt a vacuum from her lips on the hardness, the rhythmic up and down was turning her on, with no music, just the sound of the rhythmic slurping of his cock.