Pete let his hand slide off the back of her head when he finally felt her little pink tongue pressed tightly against his hard cock…<em>Finally</em>. Had he not been so hot and bothered by the French tramp earlier this morning, he might have taken a more patient approach with this girl. But it was hard to be patient when the thing in his pants was staging a one-man revolt against the rest of his body. Now that his cock was finally getting some long overdue attention, both his body and mind relaxed a little. He moaned approvingly when he felt Melody wrapping her soft lips around his head, whilst her tongue kept on lapping his veiny length.<br/><br/><br/><strong>“Yeeees… fuck yes… that’s it… that’s a good girl… you see, it’s not that bad once you put your mind to the task.” </strong><br/><br/>He thrust his pelvis forward and forced a couple of inches of his hard cock inside of her mouth. He briefly considered using her throat as well, but that would be unwise and cruel. He usually reserved that for when the girls had gotten used to simply pleasuring him with their mouths and tongues. There would be more than enough time to throat-fuck Melody. He would devote<em>extra</em>attention to the girl, after all. Yes…<em>lots of attention</em>. He threw his head back and closed his eyes as the lamp directly above his head blinded his eyes.<br/><br/><strong>“That’s it Melody… fuck that cock… fuck that cock with your mouth.” </strong><br/><br/>He already felt a familiar tightness in his balls. Miss Du Pain had teased him so hard and Melody had resisted for so long that he knew he was unlikely to be able to push back his climax for much longer. His breathing became more ragged and his fists were clenched shut as he fought back the orgasm that was quickly building in his bullocks. He wanted this to last a little longer…<em>just a little longer</em>, dammit!