<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/351/d/a/raph_by_jennyverse-d8a56rs.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2015/014/5/8/april_by_jennyverse-d8dypxd.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/>"Dammit Mikey!" Raph gasped out, as she continued to blow him. His member throbbed against her every bob, her throat gurggling against his manhood. Satisfying was an understatement, testimony by the sudden spurt of thick pre cum, as she shoved his cock down her tight, welcoming throat. He tried to keep his growing orgasm at bay, he wanted to hold it off keep the pleasure going. But he knew she controlled when he would come and it was only a matter of time before she decided to flip his switch.<br/><br/>April on the other hand, was growing frustrated, as she teased him. She seemed an excellent multitasker, completely aware of her hand. Her three fingers gliding up and down his shaft, gripping, and jerking against the thick rod but never touching his tip. It was intense, it felt great, as if she was pumping him up. But never did he feel her slide against his tip, and for it he grew impatient, and his membrane grew more sensitive. Droplets of precum wetting his tip, and down his shaft. Mixing with her saliva that coated his cock from before.