I didn’t stop screaming his name. it had become a prayer on my lip, a plea for satisfaction. I arched my back to meet him.It felt so good. The movement of his tongue pushed me towards the edge, I moaned over every slide, every dip, every lick. Dear God, I was going to come. I felt the rush coming at me so hard it stole my breath away.One second I thought I was going to come, I could already taste the climax on my tongue and the next he withdrew his touch completely off me. It felt like I was yanked away from paradise. I scrawled my legs at him, close to howling out in pain and screaming his name, but when I opened my eyes, he was over me.His hands pulled my legs apart as I saw his dick approach me. My throat went dry for another reason. The need to cum seemed to choke the fear of his size. I wanted him so badly.I was too far gone to fear anything, when I felt the tip of his cock on my entrance and his finger tightened over my hip, I shut my eyes hard and anticipated the feeling. I