Her eyes dilated as she took it in, all veiny and aching for attention. She dropped to both knees gracefully, her face inches from my shaft. Looking up at me with a husky tone, she said, "Let's see how... fertile you are."
Her hand gripped the base firmly, holding it steady as she planted a wet kiss on the tip, smearing the gathered precum across her full lips.
She pulled back, licking her lips to taste the salty essence, then leaned in again. Kissing from the tip down the shaft, she dragged her tongue up in a slow stripe from base to head.
Then, without warning, she took me into her mouth. Her warmth enveloped me, wet and inviting, as she pushed forward, forcing my cock deeper until she nearly reached the base and gagged softly.
"Mmm~" she moaned around me, sending a vibration through my length. She started bobbing her head, her cheeks hollowing with suction, while her free hand cupped my balls, rolling them gently between her fingers.
She was so experienced, her tongue swirling along the underside with every stroke. Her eyes were fixed on mine, watching my face as she worked me with her mouth.
My hand moved to her head, fingers tangling in her silky hair to guide her rhythm, but as soon as I touched her, she stopped. Pulling my glistening cock out with a wet pop, she glared up at me.
"Why'd you stop?" I gasped, aching for more.
She removed my hand firmly. "I thought I told you—I'm the one in control here."
"But I didn't even do anything," I protested, my cock twitching.
"Your hands did, and they distracted me." she said, standing up and guiding me to a sturdy chair in the corner. She pushed me down into it. "Just don't do anything. Sit still and let me do my work."
I frowned slightly—being passive wasn't my thing—but I nodded anyway.
"Good boy," she murmured with a smile. She unbuttoned her white coat, shrugging it off to reveal her juicy breasts, full and heavy, nipples already hardening in the air. She knelt again, wrapping those soft tits around my still-glistening cock, squeezing me in the valley between them.
She began grinding them up and down my shaft, rubbing her hardened nipples along my shaft as she did so. Her mouth wrapped around the tip poking out between her breasts, sucking hard and rolling her tongue around the sensitive head.
"Ahh... mmm, you taste so good," she moaned, her voice muffled as she worked me over.
It was torture staying put. The pleasure built relentlessly, her tits slid faster, and her mouth worked with obscene sounds. My hips twitched, gripping the armrests until my knuckles whitened, but I couldn't hold back anymore. My hand shot to her head, gripping her hair, and I pistoned in and out like a possessed man, fucking her mouth and tits simultaneously.
She didn't resist, she just let it happen, her moans vibrating around me.
"Nngh... yes, fuck my mouth," she gasped, saliva dripping down her chin. The sight of her curvy body yielding like that pushed me over the edge.
My orgasm crashed through me, and I spilled deep into her mouth, thick ropes of cum flooding her throat.
She gagged but swallowed every drop, her eyes watering as she took it all. When I finally came down from my high, panting, I said, "You really know how to use your mouth."
But she pulled me out of her mouth with a slick pop, snapping at me, her cheeks flushed. "You... you fool! Did I not tell you to stay still?!"