<div class="floatright">(http://i45.tinypic.com/10xhhxz.jpg%5D)<br/><strong>Name: Korryn</strong> <br/><strong>Location: Tim's bed, and her mouth.</strong> <br/><strong>Summary: Showin' off her skills. </strong> <br/><strong>Tagged: </strong><strong>Tim, Tim's pelvic area.</strong></div>She leaned in as he guided her downward. She moved her hair to one side, exposing her face so that he could see. She knew men liked to be able to see what was being done to them. Something her father let her know when she was about sixteen, along with various other things about when it came to blow jobs. He claimed that she was helping them provide for their camp - that the happier these gang members were, the better the trades would be. Korryn thought he was just trying to save his ass, really. But none the less, she supposed they were helping tips. Basically: Let them see your face, make eye contact, if you're doing it wrong they'll show you what they want (either by force or gently), and watch the fucking teeth.<br/><br/>She ran a hand across the inside of his thigh, letting her fingers move to the growing appendage between his legs. She felt a slight shiver go through her as his hand traveled down her back, caressing one cheek of her rear. She glanced up at him with a soft smile before she moved slowly to the floor in front of him, softly spreading his legs so she could nestle herself between them. She wrapped her fingers around the base of his member, lifting it as she leaned in, pressing her full lips against the underside of his shaft.<br/><br/>Her eyes were locked on his, remaining unchanging with each kiss. She pressed one last full kiss against the tip of his cock before her lips parted and she slowly and she began taking him into her mouth. The hand at the base of his cock moved slowly in time with her mouth, stroking the few inches she knew she wouldn't be able to take - at least not if she tried to one her own. At first, she didn't try to 'go all the way'. She figured it was easier to ease into it until he was thoroughly<em>ready.</em><br/><br/>As her head bobbed steadily, her tongue played along his length; trailing lightly up and down, swirling around his head every so often. Once he was ready, she began taking him deeper into her throat, edging her way down more and more with each movement until she sure she had relaxed her throat enough to take anymore. Even then, the first time she felt him enter her throat, the muscles there did tighten as she gagged some. Her eyes, though watering, stayed on his. She only pulled away to take a breath, but her hand remained wrapped around him, slowly stroking and massaging, then moved to make room as she took his back into her mouth.<br/><br/>