A happy birthday, R-18. Pt2

“Easy there birthday boy. There is one more gift I have for you before the final gift." Anita said

She pushed John off her and she pulled his boxers down as she got on her knees.

John's d--k stood erect in front of her face and she giggled as she wrapped her hand around it.

Slowly, she ran her hand from the base to the tip of the d--k were the pre--m was dripping to the floor.

She rubbed her hand on the tip of his c--k, tickling him as the pre--m rubbed on her palm.

"Ungh!" John groaned as he felt Anita's hand stroking his shaft once more.

With the help of the pre--m which served as a lubrication, her hand ran from the top to the base of the d--k faster and smoother.

She maintained eye contact with John the whole time.

A bright smile etched on her face as she saw that he was enjoying it.

She stopped stroking him and she lowered her face on his manhood, pecking the tip with her rosy pink lips.

She felt him throb in her hand, then she opened her mouth to take him in.