but all men become tame with their cocks in another’s mouth. Timing the movements of my head with the up-and-down strokes of my hands on his cock, I build up a rhythm that makes Jack pant. He breathes heavier than a normal man, his chest sounding like bellows. Heat builds low in my belly and the pulse between my legs quickens. Wetness floods my pussy, and my clit throbs for attention. I squeeze my thighs together to create some friction.
