Chapter 153 Katerina

• The lounger isn't big enough for me to do that without kneeling in the sand. I don't consider the consequences, I just hop off, my breasts resting on his thighs while I fist the base of his cock. I'll never be bored of the feel of him in my mouth. I lap at the wavy veins, then swirl around his cock-head. The flared base is pleasant on my tongue.
• Coating him in saliva I work him down my throat. My gagging is audible, but his groans are louder. I've made him wet enough that I can pump my hand along his cock while suckling the head. Sasha rocks side to side, unable to hold still. This is one of the few times I have power over him, and it's insanely hot.
• "Fuck," he breathes, grabbing at my shoulders. "Stop, I don't want to finish in your mouth."