Chapter 38: A Final Blowjob : First Skill Aquired
Ruel's thrust was deep, demanding, and utterly without preamble.
He filled her mouth completely, the head of his cock pressing against her soft palate, leaving little room for her to breathe.
Anya's eyes watered, a combination of the pressure and the unexpectedness of the act.
Her hands instinctively reached up, gripping his forearms, her fingers digging into his muscles.
She tried to move her head to accomodate herself a more confortable position but his hand gripped her tightly, disabling her from moving from her position.
"Slurp... slurp.. slurp..." The room was filled with the wet, fleshy sounds of their engagement.
The "Gulp... Gulp... Hnnngh..." sounds of Anya's deepthroating, each movement a testament to her growing arousal.
Ruel's breath was harsh and heavy, a counterpoint to the sounds of her submission.
"Easy," Ruel growled, his voice muffled against her face, but the command was clear.
He wanted her to take it all, to accept his dominance.
Anya moaned, a sound that was half protest, half pleasure.