“Mmm, more tongue,” he coaxes, his hips rising in shallow thrusts to meet me. “Along the bottom.” Doing as he asks, I glide my tongue along the underside of his shaft, paying special attention to the sensitive spot just below the head. Then for good measure, I lightly scrape my teeth along the same path as I pull him back so just the head is in my mouth. “Fuck, yes. Just like that, Pen.” Pride surges through me, emboldening me to take things a step further. To something else we just watched happen on his laptop.
