Innocent and curious, she tentatively approaches the majestic specimen of manhood before her. Her eyes wide with excitement and anticipation as she examines it from tip to base. Suddenly, she feels his strong hand guide her head towards the elongated shaft. Her heart races as she gently takes it between her soft lips, savoring the musky scent that assaults her senses. With each gentle thrust of his hips, she takes more of him into her mouth, her tongue dancing and exploring every ridge and vein on the supple skin. Her breathing becomes more labored, her need for him growing stronger by the moment. As she feels the clear liquid from his tip trickle down her throat, she knows she's crossed a line she never thought possible – and she never wants to go back.
