Hot Summer Nights
"Go on. Take him in your mouth."
Autumn leaned forward, brushing Randy's fingers aside and lowering her mouth over the growing thickness. As she sucked him in deeper, her tongue playing over the surface, she reached between his thighs and cupped his balls, gently squeezing them then running the edge of her fingernails over them the way she'd read about in many of her books.
Randy jerked slightly. "Holy shit, Mitch. Did you teach her that?"
Mitch laughed softly. "If it's good, yes. If it's bad, no."