But although the very best part of giving head was the thrilling moment when a cock exploded in her mouth, Belinda was in no hurry for a creamy climax. She liked to linger over the preliminaries and to savor the meat course before she drank the dessert.

Leaning in, she began to lick his balls.

Tommy groaned and Belinda whimpered happily as the gamey flavor of ball-meat sparked her tastebuds. Those big bags were bloated again, the cum running around inside them as she laved them thoroughly.

Then she began to lick up his cock-shaft, slurping along the ridge of the pulsating ventral vein. Her flattened tongue drew slowly upward, then fluttered at the sensitive spot where his knob bulged out from his cock-stalk.

Tommy was trembling on the end of his prick as if he had been speared through the loins by his hard-on. It felt as if that throbbing prick was rooted in his asshole.

Belinda tilted her head and fitted her parted lips to the underside of his cock-shaft. She pulled her mouth up and down as if she were playing a flute.

His hard prick was humming like a vibrator as her moist lips slid up and down. The knob pulsed, flaring out like the head of a hooded cobra.

Belinda was happy that he had already emptied his balls on a tit-fuck, knowing that he would last longer the second time and longing for a lovely long suck.

Turning her face down, she began to lick the head of his cock. Her tongue swept all over the swollen purple slab and dipped into his pisshole. She tongued up the thick film of cum greedily, whetting her appetite for the steaming load ahead of her.

Tommy held her face between his open hands, humping his cock against her mouth. "Suck it, Sis!" he wheezed.

"Ummmm fuck my mouth, Tommy," she purred. "Use my mouth like a cunt!"

Her lips parted slowly and slipped down over the head of her brother's prick. He gasped at the sensation as her hot mouth enveloped his throbbing cock-meat.