Gia’s jaw ached as she bobbed up and down on Davin’s thick cock. She could feel the tightness in his legs and heard the gasps and moans escaping his mouth as she worked the shaft, but she knew it was of no use. He’d simply become desensitized to sex.
As their marriage slowly aged, their sex life seemed to have grown a bit stale. It wasn’t that it didn’t bring all of the usual, orgasmic sensation, nor was it that Davin had lost sexual interest in Gia. It just seemed like things took much longer than usual.
She continued to caress his balls, stroking them with one hand as she took him deep into her mouth until his glands struck the back of her throat. She didn’t gag – she couldn’t gag – that reflex had long since expired. She swallowed, hoping the tightness in her throat might excite something inside of him and bring a mouthful of his warm cum streaming out, but it was to no avail.
Gia pulled back, strings of drool connecting her mouth to Davin’s dick. She stroked it fast, using the shiny spit as lubricant.