Reassured, Augusta resumed her explorations, tracing her tongue down the thick ridge that ran the length of Colin's shaft. His cock twitched beneath her as she touched him with her lips, tongue and fingertips, inciting her curiosity even further. When she reached the base, she cupped his heavy ballocks in one hand, learning the textures of the crinkly skin and coarse, prickly hairs. The sac was taut, his testicles drawn up close to his body, swollen with seed. She dropped a soft kiss on each one, then kissed her way back up his staff to the plump head, already leaking even more fluid, which she lapped up greedily. After one more swirl of her tongue around the perimeter of the tip, she opened her lips and took as much as she could inside her mouth.
"Yes-ss," he hissed. "So warm and wet. Suck it, sweetheart - yes, just like that."