"You look so vulnerably beautiful like this, Phei," she whispered. "So hard for me. So heavy and thick in my hands. I could stay like this forever… just touching you. Just smelling you. Just kissing and licking you until you can't take it anymore while enjoying just how vulnerable you're."
She proved her words by leaning down once more.
This time she didn't just peck the head — she gave it a slow, wet kiss, her lips parting wide so her tongue could flick out and lick the slit directly.
She moaned louder at the taste and did it again, licking the head with slow, deliberate, worshipful strokes of her tongue before she finally, finally, opened her mouth and took the swollen head between her lips.
The stretch was huge.
Her lips had to part wide to accommodate even just the head yet it looked so huge.
