She moved lower, lower, widening her jaw as she took me all the way to the back of her throat. I groaned as her tongue swirled over me again, coating my shaft in saliva as she pulled up. Would it ruin my scary masked stalker image if I came too early? Didn’t badasses hold out for a long time? Her hand wrapped around my now-lubricated shaft and started to pump, rotating on the way down just like I liked. I prayed to the gods of longevity and then started naming baseball teams in my head.
