MAGIC DICK(2)

Her hand settled on his chest and stroked lazily down his body as he lay back and watched her. Over his stomach and along his hip. Down his thigh and back up as he watched her, anticipating. She straddled his legs again, and his hands came up to rest on her hips. His head arched back into the bed as her mouth closed over on one of his flat nipples. She swirled her tongue over it, teasing the sensitive skin with her lips and teeth as well. She looked up at his face as she suckled on him and grinned when he moaned, pushing his hips up at her. She let herself slide gracefully down his body, her tongue trailing over his skin to his stomach. She dipped her tongue into his navel and he bucked his hips up, inhaling through clenched teeth. She looked up at him and giggled mischievously, her hand closing around his cock again. She licked her lips, wetting them, and leaned closer to his cock. She ran the sensitive head over her closed lips, watching his face as she did. He propped himself up on