Amily the personal maid-2

Mentally completing the saying, I wondered who she would like to teach one to, but first, I reasoned with what little sense I had left, I better make sure she did not remain a virgin for long. There I was, about to have my first woman in what seemed like forever, and I was thinking about two tongues on my cock. The image made jizz spurt into the air.

“Oh, better not waste any more of that,” Amily laughed, just before she lowered her mouth again to swallow my fatness, her fist pumping my shaft. I felt another burst of seed exploding into the back of her throat, but her fingers tightened around the root, acting like a fleshy cock ring.

“You taste terrific,” Amily said, grinning up at me, her tongue licking the sheen of sperm off her lower lip. “I could suck you for hours, but I don’t want you dry – I want you to fuck me now.” She stood as she spoke.