Vlora felt really powerful. She would make the most of her opportunity and power. She would enjoy Andreas the way she wanted to. She would not miss any part of Andreas. Every side of Andreas had to be touched by the warmth of her mouth.
That is why Vlora opened her mouth as wide as possible. She lowered herself further and planned to devour Andreas’ masculinity completely.
But the pressure at the base of her throat made Vlora realize that every desire still had to fit the situation.
But that was okay. There were other ways for Vlora to have fun. One was to caress the length of Andreas’ masculinity with her tongue.
From the bottom to the top. It swirled around the head and then Vlora did not forget to give a gentle suck there.
To be honest, it was strange. Vlora had never done this before. Strangely, when she touched Andreas’ masculinity for the first time, there was an urge that could not be contained. The desire to play with Andreas, to taste him, to enjoy him just came over her. She wanted to do everything she could because she craved it.
So, it wasn’t surprising that Vlora felt restless at the end. Along with the play of her mouth and hands, she could see her ass moving sensually.
A spark of passion slowly began to take hold of Vlora. The heat spread and made her even more aroused.
“Oh, Vlo.”
Andreas’ masculinity came out of Vlora’s mouth for the umpteenth time. Then Vlora sucked on the head and devoured it again.
Vlora did not even tease when Andreas’ masculinity was in her mouth. Her tongue worked as it should. Stroking and caressing, she continued to seduce until Andreas’ moans knew no end.
Vlora’s spirit was whipped. Andreas’ response was like oil that made her even hotter.
Vlora kissed the peak of his masculinity. Her tongue reached out and she licked, not forgetting to tease the small slit there very sensually.
“Oh my God.”
Vlora smiled meaningfully. This time her target was Andreas’ pair of testicles.
It was the only place where the testicles met the shaft of the masculinity that Vlora aimed at. As far as she was concerned, it was a sensitive spot that could lull a man to sleep. She would prove him right.
Hands clasped and caressed. The tongue flicked down and the truth was revealed.
Andreas’ body stiffened. Breath held. Eyes wide open. For once there was no sound from him.
Vlora basked in the glory and didn’t let Andreas’ weakness go to waste. She continued to tease, seemingly unconcerned with Andreas’ suffering.
Andreas was tormented. His head felt dizzy. Like being tossed about at sea, he was already helpless.
A wet mouth. A warm tongue. And the play of naughty hands.
Let Vlora do it all in turn and this was the result. Andreas became more and more confused.
“Oh, Vlo.”
In and out. Vlora’s mouth did everything it could. This included an intimate massage of her charming lips.
Still devouring. Vlora let Andreas’ masculinity go as deep as possible. It didn’t matter if that meant that the top of Andreas’ masculinity repeatedly collided with the walls of the base of her throat.
Tight, indeed. Maybe a little uncomfortable. Unfortunately, Vlora liked it too.
Vlora became more and more passionate. Her mouth movements became more and more urgent. The same was true for her hand play, which became faster and faster.
Andreas’ moans became hoarse. His breathing became heavier.
“V-Vlo.”
Vlora’s forehead furrowed slightly. Ignoring her messy hair, she felt Andreas’ masculinity growing harder in her mouth. Her tension increased and Andreas’ desperate voice sounded.
“Oh, please, Vlo.”
Vlora took a quick look around. Andreas looked absolutely miserable. He was exactly the kind of traveler who suffered on a long journey.
Of course, Vlora understood. Andreas’ long journey would soon be over. So, she would give Andreas everything he wanted.
Vlora accelerated and deepened her oral play. She made strange, erotic noises. Sensual, but also beautiful. Echoing and enlivening passion.
“Vlo, please.”
Andreas’ moans grew louder. His eyes closed in an increasingly unbearable urgency.
More rigid. Harder. More demanding.
Andreas gave in. He was completely helpless. The lust had completely overcome him.
Andreas’ hand moved. He grabbed Vlora’s head and pushed it down.
Andreas took over the rest of the game. He didn’t have much time left. So, he would make the best of it.
Vlora closed her eyes. Now she was the one pressing the sheets while Andreas was controlling her.
Andreas’ masculinity pushed Vlora’s mouth to the limit. Once. Twice. Again and again, until finally Vlora found Andreas’ masculinity completely stuck at the base of her throat.
“Argh!”
Andreas’ long growl coincided with the explosion in Vlora’s mouth. The climax spilled out all the evidence of Andreas’ pleasure.
Vlora was still. She didn’t move at all, especially since Andreas was still holding her for a while.
For a moment there was silence. There was only Andreas’ ragged breathing.
Vlora made the most of the time. Without missing a beat, she savored the pleasure in her mouth.
Andreas slowly opened his eyes. His gaze lingered for a few seconds. When he focused again, it was Vlora he saw.
Andreas’ hand lost its strength and fell from Vlora’s head. Vlora took the opportunity to pull away.
Andreas’ masculinity came out of Vlora’s mouth. Slowly and Vlora gave a bonus sweetener that made her heart pound.
A small peck was given to the tip of Andreas’ masculinity. An intimate farewell gesture.
Vlora moved away. The tip of her tongue came out and she wiped her own lips, then moved over Andreas’ body.
“Did you enjoy that?”
Andreas swallowed. He was still trying to compose himself as sweat ran down his body.
“You’re crazy, Vlo,” Andreas said as he sucked in air furiously. “I enjoyed it? Oh, believe me, darling. More than that.”
Vlora’s hands closed around Andreas. “All right then, but I warn you of one thing.”
“What?”
“This is not my only wish for tonight. My next wish is…”
Andreas’ eyes were full of anticipation. His heart was pounding as he waited for Vlora’s words.
“… to feel your masculinity not only in my mouth,”
Oh God.
“… but also, in my femininity.”
*