Bree felt him tense, he was trying to hold back. She smiled to herself, she had this, she knew she did. She went up once more, her tongue at his slit, gentle thrusts against it. Then sucking, then back down. Her hands massaged him now, his balls so easy to play with. He was now the puppet and she was controlling his strings.<em>You're going down Marco,</em>she thought to herself. There was a quiet confidence in her as her head bobbed up and down, slicking his cock, making him more tense. She used her tongue once more, going straight for his tip, with an extra moan thrown in...