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22.2% Face-Sitting
16.7% Inflation
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Regina laid crossways on the bed, her hands laced together over her stomach, fingers tensed.
"You don't have to do this, you know," Henry said, cupping her jaw from his position standing by her head.
"I know," she answered, giving him a quick, nervous smile. "I want to. I'm just…" She trailed off, but Henry didn't push her to continue, just leaned over to place an upside-down kiss on her lips.
A few kisses later, he straightened again and asked, "Ready?"
Regina nodded and squirmed upward so her head tilted back over the side of the bed, her lips parting automatically. It was strange to look at him from that angle, but as he stepped forward, the tip of his erection nudging her lips, she closed her eyes. She didn't need to see in order to suck his cock.
When she parted her lips further, Henry pressed in, moving slowly so she could get used to the feeling. As he reached the back of her throat, he felt her spasm slightly, and watched as her body tensed, hands moving to her sides and clutching the blanket beneath her. But she didn't raise her hand, the agreed-upon signal to stop.
So he continued. Sliding into her throat until her lips were around his base and his entire length of wrapped in the wet heat of her mouth. And he held there for a moment, until she twitched, then drew back, all the way out. Looking down at her again, he asked, "You okay?"
Opening her eyes, Regina looked up at him and smiled. "Yes," she said, her voice already slightly raspy from the intrusion into her throat. She realized she might not be able to speak at all once they were done, but it would be worth it. "Come here," she added, reaching up to hook her hands around the backs of his thighs and pull him closer again, mouth opening in invitation.
That was all the encouragement Henry needed, and he slid his cock into her mouth again, beginning a slow rhythm of deep thrusts and holding there until Regina's body tensed with the need for oxygen before pulling back into just her mouth, allowing her to breathe.
On one particular stroke, she swallowed around him, her throat spasming, and he hissed in a breath. "Oh fuck, that feels good," he groaned, reaching down and cupping her cheek. "Do that again."
She did, and if she could have smirked just then, she would have as he groaned again and jerked his hips in an effort to try to force himself deeper. Tilting her head further back to aid him, she felt him slide that tiny bit deeper. For a moment, she thought he was going to stay there, but just as her lungs started to ache, he pulled back and she inhaled through her nose.
From then on, she swallowed around him on every thrust, tightening her throat around the head of his cock and listening to his breathing growing increasingly ragged. His fingertips began to dig into her jaw, signalling that he was getting close, so she began to take deeper breaths when he pulled back, knowing that when he came, her air would be cut off for longer than usual.
"Gonna come," Henry finally grit out through clenched teeth, and when he stroked back into her throat, she brought one hand up to her neck, pressing down at the top of her throat and adding more pressure.
Henry came instantly, his cock completely buried in his mother's mouth and throat, shooting his release deep into her.
Her hand grabbing his wrist brought him abruptly back to the present and he pulled out of her mouth completely. Regina took a slow, deep breath and scooted back down on the bed so her head was no longer hanging over the edge. Swallowing and licking her lips, she finally smirked up at him. "Well?" she asked, her voice rough, but not as raspy as she had expected it to be.
"That was amazing," Henry enthused, sitting on the bed next to her and looking down at his dick, shiny and wet with her saliva.
Huffing a laugh through her nose, she parted her legs and pointed down, replying, "Now it's your turn."
Grinning, Henry crawled between her thighs, looking up at her and proclaiming, "With pleasure," before diving in, ready to eat her to a screaming orgasm - one way or the other, she wouldn't be able to talk the next day.