Chapter 11: Giving her Head (R-18)
Mrs. Elora swallowed hard—*gulp*—my cum sliding down her throat, and then she looked up at me with a sly little smile, her lips still shiny.
"Ahh.." she gasp in satisfaction.
I propped myself up on the bed, the red lights casting a warm glow over her flushed face.
"You went straight for my dick," I said, leaning forward, my hands finding her cheeks, cupping them gently. "Thought it was my job to comfort you, not the other way around."
She tilted her head, her blonde hair spilling over one shoulder, and met my eyes with a soft shrug. "I don't know... I just wanted it," she said, her voice low and honest. "Besides, we've got the whole night together. What's the rush handsome?"
"True," I said, grinning as I leaned down, closing the gap to kiss her. Her lips were warm, tasting faintly of my cum, and she kissed back slow, like she was savoring it.
My hands slid to her chest, groping her boobs through the thin fabric still bunched around her waist. I teased her nipples with my thumbs, feeling them harden under my touch, and she let out a quiet hum against my mouth.
"Ezra..." she murmured, her hands resting on my shoulders, light but needy.
I didn't answer—just flipped her over in one smooth move, pinning her back to the bed. The mattress bounced a little under her, and she laughed, a breathy sound that cut through the opera music still humming in the background.