I gently nibble and lick it, secretly wondering if he’ll stop me. Hot xxx “Merry Christmas, darlin’,” he whispers in the firm voice I’ve grown very fond of, “what do you want for Christmas?” What could I ask for? I remove his cock from my mouth and lick back up and down, cleaning him off. He kisses me before standing up straight and removing his own shirt. I look into his eyes, my lips barely parted, unable to speak. I jerk him off as I bob my head up and down, up and down on his long, thick, hard cock. I’m one of the few who know his sexual weakness, the mouth and tongue. You wouldn’t have come all this was over just to give me a present if you didn’t want something in return,” he says.
