
David moaned with the exquisite pleasure of Lucy's breasts encircling warmth around his cock; he squeezed them tightly together so that they formed a narrow tunnel-like opening and he rocked his pelvis back and forth so that his hard, lust-engorged cock slithered back and forth inside the hairless, tightly gripping cleft between her high-set breasts. He pushed the purplish bulbous head of his cock through the tightly encircling channel between her breasts until it poked lasciviously against the underside of her chin; she jerked away with a half-intelligible gasp of revulsion – fellatio was not her bag; he had tried often enough, but Lucy just would not cooperate. He eased back and laughed silently at the tiny smear of his seminal fluid that glistened there above her blemish-free neck.
For several long tantalizing minutes more, he kept up the slow, slithering pace … his own sticky discharge had thoroughly moistened the smooth-bored cleft between her breasts and his cock slid right up to her chin. Lucy turned her face away disgustedly, but he could still feel the vibrant sexuality that flooded her body and knew she was totally under his control. All except for one thing, that one single act he'd never been able to force out of her – she had never given him a blow job. Well, he thought, all in time … it wouldn't be smart to ruin this little set-up just because I ain't getting any head! There are plenty of other birds around who love a taste of cock now and then!
