[ that's all the encouragement she needs, and roxy doesn't hesitate; regretfully pulling her eyes from ichiro's face so she can concentrate. hands shift from his thighs: one to his back, the other still pressed to his hip. roxy moves her mouth more insistently on him, tongue massaging the underside of his dick and over the tip of him, tasting the precum on the flat of her tongue.
roxy may have never done this before, but it doesn't take long to figure out what this means. her knees squeeze together, her entire body overhot as she concentrates her ministrations on the tip of him. there's really nothing else she can do because if ichiro makes a mess everywhere there'll be no way she can explain to ameera what happened. so roxy sees no other option.
moaning around him again, she slowly lets her eyes close, forcing her breathing to steady as she steels herself for his end. ]
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roxy may have never done this before, but it doesn't take long to figure out what this means. her knees squeeze together, her entire body overhot as she concentrates her ministrations on the tip of him. there's really nothing else she can do because if ichiro makes a mess everywhere there'll be no way she can explain to ameera what happened. so roxy sees no other option.
moaning around him again, she slowly lets her eyes close, forcing her breathing to steady as she steels herself for his end. ]