I knelt in front of him knowing my knees would be sore and dirty by the time I got up, but that wasn’t enough to stop me. Nor was the certain knowledge that anyone who might pass by would surely see me with a mouthful of dick.
I could get arrested. And if arrested, I could be deported and declared unwelcome, not able to come back.
None of this mattered as I let loose his cock and began to lick at the head. After those first few tentative licks, Iooked up at him in hopes that seeing me abase myself so was to his liking, for it was so important to me to turn him on. My pussy was so very wet already and I did so love having my face fucked.
Eyes still open and jaw clenched, he looked down on me and growled out, “Keep going, little girl.”
I extended my tongue and laved once more at the head of him. His prick was as perfect as it had appeared in the pictures he’d sent, only now the head was slick with my saliva as my tongue slowly moved down the length.