"Yummy," she said.

Then she began licking his cockhead with long, fluid, slurping strokes. She worked her tongue all around the knob, laying the bloated slab with saliva and lapping up the spunk that was sliding from the parted cleft.

Her lips pursed, she kissed the tip of his dick lightly. Then her lips parted slowly and she took his cock into her mouth with her lips compressed around it.

Billy moaned softly. He had never felt anything as wonderful as the tight collar of her lips on his cockhead.

Sb sucked avidly.

Cum trickled onto her tongue.

She was drooling down his cock, her saliva running onto his balls. She had just his knob inside her mouth as she sucked merrily away, at first. Then she began to bob her head up and down, feeding almost the full length of his rock-hard prick into her face. Her lips worked down almost to his balls as she moved down, then unpeeled as she sucked back up to the throbbing head.

Her tongue flashed against the underside of his shaft and knob, swirling around his prick.

Billy stared down, watching her lips pull, watching his pecker vanish in her mouth, then emerge slippery with saliva and oozing cum onto her tongue.

She pulled her lips away. His knob popped from her mouth like a cork from a bottle.

Billy stared at her dumbly, terrified that she had had enough, that she was finished.

But she had merely decided to vary her technique.

She began to lick his balls, her nimble tongue gliding over and under the swollen cum-filled sac, and then she started running her tongue up his shaft from root to knob with long fluid slurps. Temporarily abandoned, his cockhead was flaring and smoking and foaming with juice.

Marlene fitted her lips to the underside of his cockshaft and ran them up and down as if she were playing a flute.