"Now, go abit lower, love. Tighten your lips." He admonished. "The trick is the ring. The tighter you go over it, the more efficient your movements are. Let your hands cover the rest of the length, and move them up and down, following the rhythm of your mouth."
Taking his advice, she moved abit lower, using her both hands to cover the rest of his length, even though her palms couldn't go around it completely.
Tightening her lips, she moved just like he told her to, causing him to groan in pleasure, his abdomen tightening, his stuff toes curling as he neared the cliff.
"Urrgghh." He let out a throaty moan, gripping her arm. "You are doing so fucking well." He said through gritted teeth, fighting back the orgasm that threatened to drag him under.
He could smell the tiny bit of blood that had gathered in her mouth, due to how deep her teeth plunged into the walls of her mouth, in a bid to make her lips and mouth grip his cock tightly.
