She gives me a mischievous smile as she kneels down in front of me. "Just sit there and relax," she purrs seductively, "You don't need to do a thing." I nod as she strokes my cock through my jeans. "That's it," she says, "Just you get yourself all nice and big and hard for me." I do just that; my cock stiffens in response to her touch; it's not as if it can do anything else.
She undoes my jeans, slipping her hand inside, rubbing my cock through my boxer shorts. "I love making you hard," she says softly; my cock twitches in her grasp.
Her fingertip traces the outline of my cock. She licks her lips. I let out a quiet moan.
Her fingers stroke, slowly, gently; heightening my state of arousal. I want to feel myself in her mouth, her lips sliding along my shaft, but all in good time, she is in no hurry and I know better than to rush her.
Pausing briefly, she sits back and takes off her top. With a smile, she undoes her bra and tosses it carelessly aside. She reaches forward and begins to tug at my jeans. I raise myself up slowly so that she can remove both them and my boxer shorts.
Leaning forward, she begins to lightly kiss the insides of my thighs, working her way closer and closer. I moan with anticipation as she nears her goal.
A fingertip grazes across my balls. I flinch at the contact. Slowly she draws her finger up my shaft then runs it down again.
Her fingers encircle me, and begin to move up and down. Her tongue flicks over my balls, teasing the ridge of skin down their centre; "Oh fuck!" I gasp as she tightens her grip on my cock.
Up and down her fingers travel, slowly but steadily massaging my cock. She swirls her tongue over the swollen head, bathing it in her warm saliva.
Her tongue replaces her fingers. She slowly licks and kisses every inch of me. Her hand gently cups and squeezes my balls as she explores my straining cock with her lips and tongue. I close my eyes and savour the sensations.
Changing position slightly, she leans in closer and rests my cock in her cleavage. She presses her large firm breasts together, gripping my cock between them and begins to rub it.
As she slowly wanks me with her breasts she dips her head so she can flick her tongue over the head of my cock. "That's so, so good!" I moan.
Already, I can feel the pressure inside me grow. Her breath is warm on the engorged and increasingly sensitive head of my cock. It twitches, trapped between her breasts as she presses them even more tightly together, increasing the speed as she rubs me between them.
She looks up at me through long, dark lashes, fixing my gaze with her steely grey eyes. "I'm going to suck your cock now," she says, "I'm going to take your lovely big cock between my lips and suck it deep into my hungry mouth." She affects a look of sweet little-girl innocence and adds, "You would like me to suck your cock, wouldn't you?"
