pants. She grasped him in her hand and sank to her knees in front of him. Unwilling to waste time on teasing or buildup, she wrapped her lips around him and sucked his shaft until the head was pressed against the back of her throat.
“Fuck,” he blew out softly. “Baby, if the uniform does this for you, I’ll be happy to put it on. Anytime.” He groaned as she slid her lips back up his cock and released him. “Any fucking time, any fucking uniform.”
She tongued the sensitive bundle of nerves on the underside of his dick just beneath the head and looked up at him. His head was leaned back against the wall and his eyes were closed. His hands were pressed so tightly against the wall that his knuckles had turned white. She moaned a little, empowered with the knowledge that she could make him feel this good, and pulled him deeply into her mouth again.
“Hell yeah, baby, just like that.” His hands tangled in her hair and pulled her tighter into him. He thrust his hips gently and ground out, “You suck my cock so well, Callie.”
She sped up her motions, sucking him deep and releasing him, in time with the pressure of his hands on the back of her head. She cupped his balls in both hands and rubbed them in her palms. His groans and heavy breaths told her all she needed to know: when to speed up, when to slow down, and which pressure he liked best.
He filled her mouth to the point of bursting, and her jaw started to hurt from the vigorous blowjob, but she ignored it and focused on him. Pulling away completely, she squeezed him at the base and pulled her hand all the way up his shaft, milking him. He grunted and met her eyes. A drop of precum beaded at the tip and, when she repeated the motion, it grew larger and began to drip thickly from the end of his penis.
She stuck her tongue out, and caught it before it could escape and then sucked him deep again. “Fucking A, Callie…” He urged her on with words and motions, careful not to push too hard or too far.
Eventually, though, it had to come to an end and his frenzied motions told her he was getting close. His hips didn’t thrust gently any more, they jerked against her and she gagged on him a couple of times. But she didn’t stop, and neither did he, too desperate for release.
“Fuck…Callie, I’m gonna come.” He let go of her head, giving her the choice to pull away or stay. She wanted to see his face when he came, but knew the pleasure would be better if she kept her mouth on him.
She sucked and pulled and milked until his hips arched and he cried out her name. Hot, thick spurts of semen flowed from his cock, coating her mouth and tongue. She swallowed and pulled him to the back of her throat again as more filled her mouth. She swallowed against the head, and felt his hands grip her hair.
“Fuck yeah…swallow my cum, baby, swallow it all.” He looked down at her, his eyes glazed from the intensity of his orgasm. “Suck me dry, Callie, drain my fucking balls.”
She sucked until he tugged on her shoulders and pushed her away. His hands fisted and he hissed when she released him from her mouth.
He sagged against the wall, his breathing heavy. She sat back on her knees and watched him, amazed and elated that she could do this to him.
When he lowered his head and looked at her, he laughed softly. “Well don’t you look like the cat that got the cream. Literally.” He grasped her arm and pulled her to her feet and hugged her tightly. “Miss me?”
She giggled and buried her face against the stiff, starched fabric of his uniform.
“Mmm, guess so,” he murmured. He turned and gently walked her into her bedroom. “Your turn,” he said, pushing her down onto the bed.
She didn’t need him to reciprocate, especially when she hadn’t shaved yet today and was overly aware of her body because of it. “Chris, I just—”
“No, Callie. I don’t get an amazing blowjob and get to come in your mouth, and not get to give you something in
“Fuck,” he blew out softly. “Baby, if the uniform does this for you, I’ll be happy to put it on. Anytime.” He groaned as she slid her lips back up his cock and released him. “Any fucking time, any fucking uniform.”
She tongued the sensitive bundle of nerves on the underside of his dick just beneath the head and looked up at him. His head was leaned back against the wall and his eyes were closed. His hands were pressed so tightly against the wall that his knuckles had turned white. She moaned a little, empowered with the knowledge that she could make him feel this good, and pulled him deeply into her mouth again.
“Hell yeah, baby, just like that.” His hands tangled in her hair and pulled her tighter into him. He thrust his hips gently and ground out, “You suck my cock so well, Callie.”
She sped up her motions, sucking him deep and releasing him, in time with the pressure of his hands on the back of her head. She cupped his balls in both hands and rubbed them in her palms. His groans and heavy breaths told her all she needed to know: when to speed up, when to slow down, and which pressure he liked best.
He filled her mouth to the point of bursting, and her jaw started to hurt from the vigorous blowjob, but she ignored it and focused on him. Pulling away completely, she squeezed him at the base and pulled her hand all the way up his shaft, milking him. He grunted and met her eyes. A drop of precum beaded at the tip and, when she repeated the motion, it grew larger and began to drip thickly from the end of his penis.
She stuck her tongue out, and caught it before it could escape and then sucked him deep again. “Fucking A, Callie…” He urged her on with words and motions, careful not to push too hard or too far.
Eventually, though, it had to come to an end and his frenzied motions told her he was getting close. His hips didn’t thrust gently any more, they jerked against her and she gagged on him a couple of times. But she didn’t stop, and neither did he, too desperate for release.
“Fuck…Callie, I’m gonna come.” He let go of her head, giving her the choice to pull away or stay. She wanted to see his face when he came, but knew the pleasure would be better if she kept her mouth on him.
She sucked and pulled and milked until his hips arched and he cried out her name. Hot, thick spurts of semen flowed from his cock, coating her mouth and tongue. She swallowed and pulled him to the back of her throat again as more filled her mouth. She swallowed against the head, and felt his hands grip her hair.
“Fuck yeah…swallow my cum, baby, swallow it all.” He looked down at her, his eyes glazed from the intensity of his orgasm. “Suck me dry, Callie, drain my fucking balls.”
She sucked until he tugged on her shoulders and pushed her away. His hands fisted and he hissed when she released him from her mouth.
He sagged against the wall, his breathing heavy. She sat back on her knees and watched him, amazed and elated that she could do this to him.
When he lowered his head and looked at her, he laughed softly. “Well don’t you look like the cat that got the cream. Literally.” He grasped her arm and pulled her to her feet and hugged her tightly. “Miss me?”
She giggled and buried her face against the stiff, starched fabric of his uniform.
“Mmm, guess so,” he murmured. He turned and gently walked her into her bedroom. “Your turn,” he said, pushing her down onto the bed.
She didn’t need him to reciprocate, especially when she hadn’t shaved yet today and was overly aware of her body because of it. “Chris, I just—”
“No, Callie. I don’t get an amazing blowjob and get to come in your mouth, and not get to give you something in
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