I kept feeding her my thumb slow—pushing deeper, letting her get used to the thickness in her mouth, the feel of sucking something big. She moaned around it—licking sloppy, tongue swirling eager, lips sucking tight like she was already practicing for my dick. I wanted her ready; my cock was thick, and she'd gag hard if she wasn't prepared.
Her hand stroked me teasing—soft palm, fingers exploring, finding a good rhythm now, style improving fast, twisting gentle at the head, making precum leak steady.
"Yeah… just like that, Gloria," I groaned low, hips rocking subtle into her grip. "Aahh… you're getting good."
She pulled off my thumb a little—lips shiny, string of spit connecting—looking up at me with those slutty, innocent eyes. "Just like that?"
Like my little slut asking permission to please me.
"Yeah," I rasped, pushing my thumb back in, letting her suck harder. "Keep doing that… and I'll feed you my dick soon."
