FREESTYLE FUCKING (II)

Chapter 2 Sarah's Pov. He stood looking at me and then unzipped his jeans. The sound of the zipper made my heart pound in my ears. When his cock sprang free, I froze, my mouth falling open. It was thick, long, hard as steel, veins bulging down the shaft, the head swollen and glistening with pre-cum . My pussy clenched so hard I gasped. Just seeing it made made me throb, my body begging to be filled. Jason smirked when he saw my reaction. “On your knees,” he growled. I dropped instantly, trembling. My hand wrapped around him, and the heat of his cock burned against my palm. He was so heavy, so big, my fingers could not close all the way around him. I stroked him slow, squeezing and watching his cock twitch in my hand. “Stroke me harder,” he ordered, his voice rough. I obeyed, pumping him faster, feeling his skin stretch tight over the thick hardness. I leaned in, my tongue darting out to lick the swollen head. His pre-cum smeared on my tongue, salty and hot, I moaned without meaning to.