Chapter 88 Sweet Ride

• At this moment, he could no longer fight back. It's been long since he received a nice blow job. Her mouth was wrapping around his dick like a warm, wet glove. He was hers completely, and she knew it. Her lips and tongue were working their magic on his raging dick.
• She pulled out and looked up to see Desmond's eyes closed. She smiled and gave him a sloppy hand job before she went back and began to bob her head up and down his dick. Desmond didn't know when he held the back of her head, encouraging her to suck him more.
• Just when they got to the peak, she stopped and climbed him, then shifted her pantie aside. Just as he wanted to penetrate her, she held his hand, stopping him.