"Oh, this is too much!"
he flaps his arms in exasperation
"Penny. stop. Stop! what is the societal convention here? where do I put my hands?"
she pulls back her head and looks up at him, flicking the tip of her tongue on the head of his cock
"you can put your hands on my head, I kind of like someone gripping my hair while I'm sucking them off but don't pull hard and let me move as I want. If you push down too hard I'll gag and that's bad."
"Bad? what do you mean bad? how bad ?" He looks panicked
"well, choking isn't enjoyable for me, that's for sure. and if I throw up while I've got your cock in my mouth it'll serve you right and you're not getting head again."
"Duly noted. plus stomach acid down the urethra would be very unpleasant"
She sighs and strokes his cock, perplexed.
"all this discussion and you're still rock hard. talking like this isn't a distraction or a turn off for you, is it?"
"hardly. knowing more about something is good."
He tangles his long fingers into her hair and grips a fistful, pulling her closer to his groin
"Now, let us continue"
She watches his cock throb, the tip bobbing with his pulse
"mmm... you do like to be in control don't you"
He's about to reply when she takes his cock in her mouth and slides down him, lips tight and tongue working the length of it. He groans and leans back against the wall, feeling his balls tighten.
