"Mmhn..." Seleyena's breath hitched, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst.
The crimson flush on her cheeks, combined with her teary eyes, made her alluring beyond explanation.
She dropped to her knees, her face hovering near his crotch, her lips brushing the rough fabric of his pants.
Her glasses slipped lower, fogging further as she whimpered, her trembling lips catching the zipper's metal tab.
Her tongue flicked out instinctively, tasting the fabric, and she tugged the zipper down with her mouth, her movements awkward and hesitant.
The sound was sharp in the quiet room—
Zzzp—
His cock sprang free, thick, flushed, veiny, and impossibly hard. It slapped against her cheek with a wet smack, trailing like a hard brush over her lips.
It was massive, the head glistening with precum, the shaft throbbing as if finally set free.
