The image of how she must look flashed through Crissy’s mind: naked and on her knees, dutifully sucking off the man who strained up, his head had thrown back, his face contorted as in agony, but his grip still firm enough to control her bobbing head. It was the same picture she had seen in the photo album!
She heard him moan, and glanced up just in time to see him clench his jaws against the unbearable flood of pleasure as he thrust his hips forward. Now his control was slipping away as the inevitability of the onrushing eruption seized upon him. His hips were rocking, driving his prick into Crissy’s mouth. The tickle of intense pleasure deep in his loins abruptly escalated to an irresistible surge of lust that powered through his body, exploding in the thousand stars of an earth-shatteri
