She leaned in and kissed him on the mouth.
The head of his prick pushed into her belly.
Her tongue glided across his lips and, speaking into his panting mouth, she said, "Heads or tails, boss?"
Jonathon grinned.
"I think both, today," he told her.
"Ooooh! Overtime!"
She began frigging his prick slowly up and down, her hand loose and just skimming. Then her grip tightened and she skinned his loose sheath up and down the rigid cockshaft.
He leaned back against the edge of the desk, taking his weight on his hands and pushing his loins out.
Brenda gracefully sank to her knees in front of him.
She was licking her lips, her hot pink tongue slowly gliding back and forth across her mouth, but she didn't go down on him immediately. Brenda was a girl who appreciated sex in all its aspects and one of them was the visual. Sometimes she could get her rocks off by just looking at a shapely and sizable prick and imagining what it would be like stuck up her. The sight made her cunt smolder and made her mouth water. That attention was affecting Jonathon as well. It was as if she were caressing him with her eyes, he could almost feel her gaze burn into his throbbing cockmeat. He stared down at her as she leaned in close, going cross-eyed as she turned her vision inwards. He made his cock muscles pulse. Brenda gasped as she saw the fat, dark vein throb up the underside of his prickshaft and the fat cockhead expand and darken.
She blew her warm breath on his prick.
Jonathon shuddered and moaned.
He pushed his cock out closer to her face and Brenda met it with her tongue, the first lick a long, slurping one that ran up his prick from balls to crown in one smooth, fluid stroke.
"Ummmmm, your meat is delicious," she purred.
She said it because she knew it would excite him to hear such erotic words – but it was true, anyhow. The succulence of his cock tingled on her taste buds. She took a second long slurp up the prickshaft and fluttered her tongue against the sensitive point where his cockhead flared out from the stalk and the fat vein blended into the delta on the underside of his hot purple prick-knob.
He shifted his feet and braced his ass against the edge of the desk, jamming his pelvis out. But she wasn't ready to take his cock into her mouth yet, since she liked to tongue a prick for awhile before sucking upon it. Sometimes she even liked to do it all with her tongue, licking a man off instead of sucking him off. That way she had the pleasure of seeing the cum squirt out of his prick and then lapping it up afterwards. She tilted her head from side to side as she tongue up the cockshaft. She dipped down lower and licked his balls for awhile. Ball meat was subtly different from cockmeat in both taste and texture. It was musky and spicy, and she adored his balls because they held such a delicious load. She could feel his swollen balls shift under the hairy bag as her moist tongue curled and coiled over him. She lifted his balls and licked underneath. Jonathon was groaning at this stimulation. He was grating his teeth and his face had contorted with such desire and passion that he looked demented and depraved as he swayed before the kneeling cocklapper.
A thick blob of pre-cum oozed from the parted cleft in the tip of his cock and began to run sluggishly down the prick-knob. Brenda drew back, watching that quicksilvery nugget descend, glistening with a milky and pearly hue against his dark cockmeat. She waited until it had slipped down onto his prickshaft and was trickling down along the fat vein, then she pushed her tongue out and gathered it up.
She let it slip around on her taste buds for a moment, whetting her appetite and causing her tongue to tingle.
Then, with that cum nugget still there, she pushed her tongue out so that Jonathon could see his spunk glistening on the hot, pink flesh. He whimpered at the sight.
Then Brenda swallowed it down.
"Yummy," she purred.
Another thick blob oozed out.
Brenda tongued it up. Then she began licking the head of his prick, very thoroughly. Her tongue laved and lapped all over the smoking slab of purple cockmeat. More spunk bubbled out, streaked with her saliva, foaming down the prick, and she swooped down after it and lapped it up. By this time Jonathon was whimpering in a torment of desire, his whole body trembling. He kept pushing his hips out, thrusting his cock at her face but she kept turning away so that his prick slid along her cheek, then tonguing his long cock as he drew back again. But now she decided that it was time to get down to cocksucking in earnest. Those few drops of cum she had drunk had really given her a hearty appetite and she was ravenous for the rest of that sweet load of ball juice.
She craned her neck and kissed the tip of his cock. Then very slowly she let her lips part and fed his prick into her mouth.
Jonathon moaned with pleasure as her lips collared his cockshaft, behind the prickhead, and her cheeks hollowed in as she began to suck lovingly on that hot mouthful. She only had the cock-knob in her mouth at first, sucking and slipping her tongue around against the underside while she played with his balls with one hand and frigged the root of his prickshaft up and down with the other. But then she stroked slower, then stopped. Brenda didn't want to jack him off in her mouth, she wanted to suck him off without any assistance from her hands. She just held the hilt of his prick steady as her mouth worked on the cock crown. Her head began to bob up and down, as if she were ducking for apples in a barrel, going down a little bit lower with every descent as she fed more and more of his prick into her face. Her lips were compressed, really working on his cockmeat. Saliva poured down his prick.
She twisted her head from side to side so that her mouth rotated on his cock, fairly screwing his prick into her face. She was taking almost all of the big hunk into her mouth by this time. His cockhead lodged in her throat, then wedged down her gullet and her lips sank all the way down to the root of his prick, her nose nestling in his wiry pubic hair and her chin brushing against his bloated balls. Her tongue was still working on him, too, flashing and flaring against his cockhead and stalk as she took his prick in, then slurping as she pulled back up the big cock. Her lips were almost turning inside out as she pulled up, sucking hard. Her cheeks went in and out. She was blowing as well as sucking as her head went up and down in the steady rhythm that she knew was going to bring him to the crest soon, desperate for his hot, thick load now, hungry for his cum.
She pulled up until only the tip of his prick was still stuck in her pliable mouth.
"Come," she purred into that meaty microphone.
The word coursed down his cock and hammered his balls so that he felt it, rather than heard it.
"Come," she pleaded, again. "I want you to shoot in my mouth. I want to drink your hot jism!"
Jonathon groaned.
His hands slid down onto her shoulders, holding her steady as he humped, fucking into her mouth. As he pushed forwards, her head went down to meet him, engulfing all of his cock, so that he was buried to the balls in her sweet sucking mouth.
His balls expanded mightily.
Then they exploded.
She gave a little gasp when she felt his cock pulse as the hot, thick fuck juice rushed up his tube. His cockhead flared wildly. Then he was coming, and Brenda wailed with ecstasy as she felt him hose her throat and whitewash her tonsils. Her head flew up and down. His jism kept jutting out. The thick stuff was filling her mouth so fast that she couldn't manage to swallow all of it. It overflowed her pursed lips. She gulped down mouthfuls of the delicious spunk and kept greedily sucking on his spurting cockhead, pulling more of the precious nectar out of his cock and balls. Cum was running around in her cheeks, coating the roof of her mouth, soaking her teeth and gums. Her tongue was floating in a river of the stuff. Ribbons of slippery slime poured down her gullet and creamy strands escaped her lips and flowed down onto his balls.