There was a short chuckle leaving her lips as Heidi moved to kneel before Tehr, gazing at him happily, her expression showed that warmth she had. Her lips touching on the side of the shaft, she lifted its tip with her fingertips fondly caressing under the crown, her tongue running along the underside of the shaft to brush on his jewel pouch. Caressingly brushing the stones and then rising to run her lips around the side, she ran a wet tongue against the side while moving her mouth up so as to wrap her lips around the tip again, fingers moving to make way, another hand at the base supporting his soft dick so it would angle up with those rosy lisp that sought to engulf him in their warm embrace.<br/><br/>Her fingertips caressed on the sides of his shaft as she brushed a bit of hair back and out of the way, leaning her mouth down. The wet throat wrapping around the tip as she pushed her mouth down over it, a blush coloring her cheeks but she seemed to have<em>practiced</em>, though the nervous grip around the base was like holding onto a toy, yet the devotion was there, a tongue lathering at the shaft's underside as she pushed her head down, lifting only enough to let it press back at her throat again, starting to try and push him over that tightened edge, grasping at her throat's gates to the hard shaft. Wet cheeks sucking in on the shaft's girth, her spit surrounding the shaft as she began to bob her mouth greedily.<br/><br/>Having worked hard to try and improve, she was putting her training and skill to a test, not wanting to go back to her mistress embarrassed of her failure it seemed that the young woman was determined to suck him off and try and leave him breathless, as difficult as the goal might be with a man of a fair share of experience. It was hard to fault the girl's attempts though, the eager tongue seemed to be practically worshipping his shaft, the wet mouth greedily clinging to his cock, the throat's gates welcoming him as her head bobbed down. She let out a fair bit of lewd noise in moving her mouth, the slick sucking and the gulping as he brushed the gates to her throat were well audible, the wet squelch of the occasional slips heard. Her hands in turn seemed intent to massage the base of his shaft and brush fingers along the base so as to guide blood to flow and engorge his tool all the more for her to suck upon, to lavish on those lips his gift.