Inch by glorious inch, she guided her tongue up his dick, gazing up at him with half-lidded eyes as she did. His face was that of barely hidden pleasure, and as she reached his tip, she advanced her efforts. Kissing his tip, huffing in more of his intoxicating aroma, she swirled her tongue around the sensitive head of Anon’s cock, losing herself in the moment at an exponential rate. Though she had some sense of control, her reservations were nearly depleted, and she couldn’t resist the urge building within her.