Ch 132. Orgy Room

To my surprise, instead of being angry or literally throwing daggers at me, Bree does as I asked. Not taking her eyes off mine, she slowly slides down, her tits going from being pressed against my chest to my stomach and then against my cock.

Eyes still locked, she pushes forth her tongue, letting saliva drip in a steady stream between her tits to coat my stiff member. I groan when my manhood glides seamlessly between her breasts and she presses them together to imprison it in a sweet cage of flesh.

Crouched down, she lets go of her tits and rests her hands on my thighs. Head tilted, Bree starts off with my balls, sucking them one by one applying perfect pressure as my erection rests on her face.

“Fuck…”

With a pop, she releases my balls with a smirk. Her tongue slithers out and teases the base of my cock as one of her hands leaves my thigh to move between her legs.

She licks my manhood but her advancement toward the tip is pure torture at the speed of a 400 year old turtle. I squi
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