Translations:Codex: BXBI: I/79/en

Her mouth knocked the wind from his lungs. Tess had given him head before, but this was different. Her lips was soft and tight and clung to his cock. Every time she pulled back, they tugged back along with her. They were so plush and glossy-smooth that he almost thought they might still be growing. Even just at their current size, Chris couldn’t deny it. Tess’s mouth was made for fucking. Sure, she could use them for other things, but her lips right now were sexual objects first and foremost.