Exhausted, I came to consciousness. There was something warm, heavy and moist against my cock, pleasantly running friction along my length. What seemed to be a tongue was licking at the base of my shaft, while my cock was pulled harder by suction. My eyes opened, and I looked down at my chest, sitting up slightly. A smile cracked on my surely dazed face, seeing the coal black hair of my lover bobbing up and down, her hand...

She was watching me. Those eyes, powerful and penetrating, casting that devious gaze. Paired with the sound of her breathing, barely detectable across the table, ever subtle in how she was speeding up. A slight flush was forming across her cheeks and brow. She bit her lower lip and looked me square in the eyes with hers. God, her eyes. Brown irises, contrasting with those black pupils, threatening to swallow my existence...

Looking deep into my woman's eyes as her muffled groans rumble in her throat, the knotted towel between her moist, luscious red lips immovable, her cheeks puffed out from the wet panties that are soaked with the flavor of my cum and her juices tucked neatly into the chasms of her loving maw, held back by the knot she had watched me tie earlier that day, while she had teased me to shut her up. I kissed her lips lightly as...