Lana gasped as his thumb entered her most intimate and private of places.  There was no pain, just an intense pressure, though not an uncomfortable one.  Finding herself leaning into him, she sighed, quickly becoming comfortable with the intrusion.<br/><br/>Hearing his question, she replied, “No, never.”  Sure, she had sucked Chris off, numerous times, but never what she would consider him fucking her mouth.  She had always maintained control, expertly causing him to cum when she wanted to be finished.  Her stomach tingled in anticipation of Steve controlling her, his gorgeous cock in her mouth, his seed shooting down her throat.<br/><br/>Her gasps still flowing freely from her mouth, she looked to him, whispering her desire.  “Do it, Steve.  Fuck my mouth.  I want your cum down my throat.”  The entire time she spoke, her hips moved in small thrusts, back and forth, enjoying the single digit invading her ass.