Bab 1984: Daring Marika (2) *

Marika kissed the tip a few more times, taking different angles as though she was figuring out where she should focus. Her eyes might have not broken contact with me but half of her attention was already being poured into the towering erection in front of her. Somehow, its length and girth blocked a part of her beautiful face when she was pressing against it. Nevertheless, rather than get intimidated by its size, the girl’s fascination just continued to grow.

After a while, her kisses moved up to the tip, where a drop of my precum had started leaking, sticking her tongue out to give it a preliminary taste. A string of the clear yet seemingly slimy liquid extended from the tip of her tongue and my cock before breaking right after she took her tongue back and pressed her lips together.