It's better than I even imagined.

My senses are completely flooded by him. His weight is on top of me, ass and thighs pressing me down, and all I can do is stare up at him and suck his cock. I'm helpless, and I kind of like that.

His fingers go into my hair and I hum, eyes slipping shut as I pull back enough to press my tongue up under the head of his cock, tracing the flare of it before taking him back into my mouth again. He makes a noise that has my eyes popping open again, and I let out another whimper at the look on his face.

I'm sure that I'm all eagerness and no finesse, but he seems to be enjoying it. I wrap my arms around his thighs, hands splayed against the pale, soft insides of them so I can pull him open wider, get him closer. His cock nudges against the back of my throat and I let out a soft little choking sound, eyes watering as I hold him in place and keep bobbing my head as best I can.