I could hardly believe my eyes when Beatrice started touching herself. What kind of boutique was this place?! Someone could walk in at any moment, right? She really seemed to be enjoying Jacob's cock, bobbing her head up and down again and again in time with her hand. I saw her swirling her tongue around the head every time she came up again, only to take him all the way into her throat on the downslide. I was just starting to think I wouldn't have to do anything after all when she pulled off of Jacob and leaned back on the floor to touch herself more completely. I'd only orgasmed a few times myself from my shy fingers, but Beatrice was clearly an expert at pleasuring herself. I was torn between her face of contorted pleasure and Jacob's huge, pulsing cock!
Show me what you've learned, he said, drawing my attention where he wanted it. I audibly gulped and shuffled over to where Madame Beatrice had been kneeling before him moments ago. At least I didn't have to get him hard this time. Hesitantly, I lowered my lips to his cockhead. I was repulsed by the droplets of precum that kept leaking out every few seconds, but they didn't taste as bad as I thought they would. Jeremey had come in my mouth before and I'd nearly thrown up, so I was glad at least that although Jacob was repulsive in other ways, his cock taste was bearable. I swirled my tongue around the head like Madame Beatrice had. I refused to look at Jacob and instead kept my concentration solely on the task at hand, getting him to cum.
I wish I could say I took no pleasure in it, but as the moments passed and I sucked gently on the head and swirled my tongue around, there was a tingling sensation building between my legs. I ignored the feeling and lowered my mouth further, taking more of him. I couldn't go as far as Madame Beatrice had by any means, but I kept my mouth wide open so there were no teeth this time. I grasped his cock around the base, slowly jerking him in time with my head bobs up and down the top of his imposing cock.
Show me what you've learned, he said, drawing my attention where he wanted it. I audibly gulped and shuffled over to where Madame Beatrice had been kneeling before him moments ago. At least I didn't have to get him hard this time. Hesitantly, I lowered my lips to his cockhead. I was repulsed by the droplets of precum that kept leaking out every few seconds, but they didn't taste as bad as I thought they would. Jeremey had come in my mouth before and I'd nearly thrown up, so I was glad at least that although Jacob was repulsive in other ways, his cock taste was bearable. I swirled my tongue around the head like Madame Beatrice had. I refused to look at Jacob and instead kept my concentration solely on the task at hand, getting him to cum.
I wish I could say I took no pleasure in it, but as the moments passed and I sucked gently on the head and swirled my tongue around, there was a tingling sensation building between my legs. I ignored the feeling and lowered my mouth further, taking more of him. I couldn't go as far as Madame Beatrice had by any means, but I kept my mouth wide open so there were no teeth this time. I grasped his cock around the base, slowly jerking him in time with my head bobs up and down the top of his imposing cock.