I love sucking cock. The feel of a man's hardness filling my mouth is one of the best pleasures of life. Some times I like it rough, to have him use my face, my only purpose an object for him to thrust into in order to orgasm. Other times I lovingly suck him, getting him to his full size before penetrating me. There is simply no limit to how many different ways I can enjoy sucking his cock, but I think my favourite is to tease, to worship, praising his manhood with my mouth and tongue making it so he orgasms not because he desires to do so, but simply because there is no stopping it. This is on of those times...
As he walks in I drop my robe, revealing my new lingerie. My red lips smile as his eyes wonder down over my body. My breasts nearly spilling out, a pearl necklace resting between them -- a tongue-in-cheek clue of my intentions, as the pale flesh fills the black lace bra. My shaven crotch is easily visible as I neglect to wear knickers, instead choosing a garter belt and suspenders to hold up my fine fishnet stockings. My tall black heels clank against the wooden floor as I approach him, pushing him back onto the edge of the sofa before slowly lowering myself onto my knees.
I smile up at him as I undo his jeans, my make-up is immaculate, easily popping the button and slowly running his zip down. I pull his jeans and boxers off, him raising his legs slightly so I can fully remove them. His large semi cock and hanging balls make me pant in lust, I have been waiting to suck him all day and the pleasure of seeing his endowment makes my mouth water. I long for him to fill my throat, but I resist, planning to tease and worship his manhood until he cums because his body simply cannot hold back.