Carrie took a step forward, already feeling her mouth generating the extra saliva needed as she was about to dive into her favorite meal. Her womanliness was staying true to form and she could feel the warmth pulsating deep inside her. She reached out for him, wanting to touch his manhood once again in her hands, but as she was a few inches away from gripping, he swiped at her hands. With a stern voice he commanded, “Mouth only.”
She smiled at him with her bright crystal eyes, the trashy makeup and outfit with the whole scenario turned her nipples rock hard, she couldn’t wait to have him in her mouth again. The time from when Marc told her to use her mouth to the time it was going to begin was clearly not quick enough. He put his hands on her bare shoulders next to the straps that held up her black dress, pushing her quickly down to her knees, making a loud thud as they hit on the hardwood floor.