to bathe her.’ Once he was finished, he straightened, painfully aware that his cock was standing eagerly between them and although he wasn’t sure he’d be able to take Natasha’s hands on him without blowing his load all over her, he held out the wash cloth and said. “My turn now.”
He held his body tense while she started washing him, her touch tentative since he was probably the first man she’d ever washed. She worked her way down over his face, neck, chest, arms and when she moved down over his stomach, his muscles tightened and his cock jerked in anticipation of her touch.
Carefully she soaped up his cock and he ground his teeth together as he fought for control. God, if he didn’t stop grinding his teeth, he was going to need repair work done by his dentist at this rate.
He was just holding it together, just, when Natasha looked into his eyes and with a tiny smile, dropped to her knees in front of him. Oh hell, she wasn’t was she? Then her lips closed around his cock, yes, she was. Fuck what a sight it was to see her before him, on her knees and her mouth moving up and down on his rigid shaft, watching himself disappearing between her lips and reappe aring.
Eric groaned, his hands moving to her hair, tangling in her wet curls. He tried hard not to thrust into her mouth since he knew women in the past had complained that he was so big, they had struggled to accommodate all of him without almost gagging on his l ength.
It was hard though when her lips wrapped around him, alternatively sucking on him firmly before flicking her tongue over the head and he felt the pre cum trickle out only to be licked away by Natasha’s hot, sexy t ongue.
She was like a woman possessed on his cock, sucking him in deep, cupping his balls in her hands then licking up his length and flicking her tongue over the swollen head of his shaft. He could feel his legs starting to shake. Natasha’s hands curled around his buttocks holding him closer and she began to take him into her faster and faster, sucking on him, her head bobbing up and down as she took him deep into her warm moist mouth.
Despite being under the water, he could feel himself starting to sweat. How far was she prepared to take this because he knew he was not far off coming and he was going to blow spectacularly. Unable to control himself, he thrust forward, feeling his cock hit the back of Natasha’s throat but she was still coping ok. Trouble was, he wasn’t. He was about to blow.
“Natasha… baby.” He gasped. “Stop, please. I’m… I’m going to come. You don’t want that… I don’t expect you to do that. I don’t have to come in your mouth.” As he struggled to gasp out the words to stop her, he tugged on her hair in an effort to get himself out of her mouth before he blew but she had a hand closed around the base of his cock and her mouth wouldn’t release him. If anything she sucked on him even harder and he knew he was lost.
She pulled away from him to look up at him which made Eric feel a mix of relief and disappointment. His cock suddenly bereft of her lips bobbed and he ached desperate for his release. With a small smile, Natasha bent forward and wrapped her lips around him again which made him groan and his cock jerk enthusiastically in res ponse.
He still felt obligated to try and stop her one more time though. “No baby, damn, you don’t have to do this. Fuck your mouth, what you can do with that sexy mouth. I’m warning you baby, I can’t hold on much longer.” He tugged on her hair again, but she ignored him and increased the pace, her mouth working up and down the straining length of him. Fuck but she was amazing. The way she sucked on him she treated his cock like it was her favourite ice cream.
When she suddenly sucked on him hard, drawing him right to the back of her throat, he knew he was lost. “God Natasha.” He yelled but when she grazed her teeth lightly up the hard length of him, that was as much as he could
He held his body tense while she started washing him, her touch tentative since he was probably the first man she’d ever washed. She worked her way down over his face, neck, chest, arms and when she moved down over his stomach, his muscles tightened and his cock jerked in anticipation of her touch.
Carefully she soaped up his cock and he ground his teeth together as he fought for control. God, if he didn’t stop grinding his teeth, he was going to need repair work done by his dentist at this rate.
He was just holding it together, just, when Natasha looked into his eyes and with a tiny smile, dropped to her knees in front of him. Oh hell, she wasn’t was she? Then her lips closed around his cock, yes, she was. Fuck what a sight it was to see her before him, on her knees and her mouth moving up and down on his rigid shaft, watching himself disappearing between her lips and reappe aring.
Eric groaned, his hands moving to her hair, tangling in her wet curls. He tried hard not to thrust into her mouth since he knew women in the past had complained that he was so big, they had struggled to accommodate all of him without almost gagging on his l ength.
It was hard though when her lips wrapped around him, alternatively sucking on him firmly before flicking her tongue over the head and he felt the pre cum trickle out only to be licked away by Natasha’s hot, sexy t ongue.
She was like a woman possessed on his cock, sucking him in deep, cupping his balls in her hands then licking up his length and flicking her tongue over the swollen head of his shaft. He could feel his legs starting to shake. Natasha’s hands curled around his buttocks holding him closer and she began to take him into her faster and faster, sucking on him, her head bobbing up and down as she took him deep into her warm moist mouth.
Despite being under the water, he could feel himself starting to sweat. How far was she prepared to take this because he knew he was not far off coming and he was going to blow spectacularly. Unable to control himself, he thrust forward, feeling his cock hit the back of Natasha’s throat but she was still coping ok. Trouble was, he wasn’t. He was about to blow.
“Natasha… baby.” He gasped. “Stop, please. I’m… I’m going to come. You don’t want that… I don’t expect you to do that. I don’t have to come in your mouth.” As he struggled to gasp out the words to stop her, he tugged on her hair in an effort to get himself out of her mouth before he blew but she had a hand closed around the base of his cock and her mouth wouldn’t release him. If anything she sucked on him even harder and he knew he was lost.
She pulled away from him to look up at him which made Eric feel a mix of relief and disappointment. His cock suddenly bereft of her lips bobbed and he ached desperate for his release. With a small smile, Natasha bent forward and wrapped her lips around him again which made him groan and his cock jerk enthusiastically in res ponse.
He still felt obligated to try and stop her one more time though. “No baby, damn, you don’t have to do this. Fuck your mouth, what you can do with that sexy mouth. I’m warning you baby, I can’t hold on much longer.” He tugged on her hair again, but she ignored him and increased the pace, her mouth working up and down the straining length of him. Fuck but she was amazing. The way she sucked on him she treated his cock like it was her favourite ice cream.
When she suddenly sucked on him hard, drawing him right to the back of her throat, he knew he was lost. “God Natasha.” He yelled but when she grazed her teeth lightly up the hard length of him, that was as much as he could
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