She starts by kissing me and I feel her warm, soft lips against my own. She tastes sharp and citrusy from the screwdriver she’s been drinking. Her body starts moving against me and we trace our hands across each other, down each other. She gets to my belt and unbuckles it. I feel her smirk against my lips as she whips the belt off and tosses it to the floor. “Lie on your back,” she whispers into my mouth. I oblige and lay flat on the bed.
She straddles me at the knees and pulls up my shirt, so she can draw a trail of kisses from my chest to my abdomen. Then she unbuttons and unzips my jeans, briefly getting off to pull them down to my ankles. She does the same with my underwear, but more delicately, like a neat freak unwrapping a present to reveal my already hard cock. She then straddles me again and bends down to lick me. I shudder as I feel her tongue trace the length of my erection. She wraps her soft hand around the base and lifts it up away from my abdomen, before wrapping her lips around the head. I moan as she slowly works my length into her wet, warm mouth before bobbing up and down on the top half of my dick, running her tongue along it and send waves of pleasure from my cock to my whole body. I grip the bed and inhale sharply. “You’re so good, babe,” I moan. She flicks her brown eyes up to meet mine, as if to say “I know,” as she starts massaging my balls with her other hand.