She started by tenderly cupping his balls with one hand while her other hand stroked the base of his girthy cock.
"You like it?" She stared at him, watching his reaction as she began to stroke his stone hard dick gently at first.
Hailey had dreamt of this moment for so long, rehearsing every move in her mind. She would touch herself while thinking of him, imagining what he would feel like, how he would taste.
So, even though she was a fresh virgin, her skills and techniques were far superior due to her daily 'Image Training,' which she practiced three times a day—sometimes even seven.
"I can't wait to taste your hard dick on my lips."
Her tongue darted out, touching the tip of his cock. She traced the ridge, feeling the heat and the pulse of his desire against her tongue.
Hailey's breath was hot on him, and she could smell the faint musk of his arousal. She savored every sensation, every detail.
