Melissa increased her pace, her strokes becoming firmer, more insistent. Her other hand came up to cup his balls, rolling them gently in her palm, a dual stimulation that sent sparks racing through his nerves.
Then she leaned forward. Her lips, soft and wet, pecked the head of his cock. With a smooch, she kissed it in a passionate way.
Then her lips parted, and she took him in.
The sensation was extremely good. Melissa's mouth was hot, wet, and skilled. She didn't just suck; she gobbled his cock all the way in.
He could feel the shape of her throat, her tongue that danced along his shaft, swirling around the head, and tracing the sensitive areas.
She used her lips to create a tight, delicious pressure, then released it, teasing him with shallow, quick sucks before diving deep again.
Reinhardt's head fell back against the chair, his eyes closing. At this moment, his shoulders relaxed, and he was feeling better than before.
