Shuffling a little, he moved to lay down on his side, his head in her lap looking down at the now almost hard cock, a deep chocolate colour he saw, darker, he noticed, than the rest of her exotic skin. Sex He closed his eyes and dipped his head back down, kissing the tip of her dick before pressing his shoulders down, feeling her hand squeeze his ass in appreciation as his cheeks caved in, sucking hard on her tip as he sank her cock deeper into his mouth. You knew?”
Shahira smirked, raising her hand to adjust the silk of her hijab, it having slipped a little out of place, “Joanna never gave me a handjob, but you will, won’t you? “W-what?” He asked, nervously. Biting her lip she pulled her hand from his pants, her skin indented slightly from the waistband of his jeans she lifted her hand to her mouth, moaning slightly as she pressed the middle finger of her hand between her lips, tongue swirling around the digit, wetting it as best she could before, smirking, she reached across, sliding her hand back down into his pants. “And that one handjob…” She said, voice low, searching. “Mmhm, come here…” She moved her hand from his thigh to his wrist, holding it and guiding it towards her jeans, resting his hand
