GoodFellow's abs tightened as hard as a rock from Astrid's attention. He stretched out his legs as she opened her mouth again. He watched as she began to swallow that engorged head inch by inch. Her hot wet mouth soft as silk.  He groaned loudly and one hand caressed her cheek with encouragement.<br/><br/>"Scrape it, love" and felt the head of his cock graze the roof of her mouth.<br/><br/>He hissed in pleasure. The sensation becoming almost unbearable as she took him deeper. He wanted her. God how he wanted her. He wanted to fire into her mouth. Give her a full load to taste. He was doing everything he knew how to keep from shoving his cock down her throat.<br/><br/>"Bring your.... hips around," He panted. "I want to..... taste you when I....... oh yesss......"<br/><br/>